Masses
Is it really worth all of this bother
Another day putting one foot in front of the other
Twenty-four hours filled with trouble and strife
Minutes pass by while battles are rife
So much worry and pain behind every closed door
Following the sun comes another downpour
On the horizon and spreading over the land
A fresh hope is spreading, escapeĀ is at hand
Some forget to look back on their flight to the top
Wings to be clipped by sons that won't stop
What they fail to see, their one major flaw
Evil feeds upon evil, hearts and minds that won't thaw.
The masses are stirring and no longer fooled
Their days are numbered we will no longer be ruled
Forgotten in scheming, they can't help but miss
The power of the people is centred in this:
In a world full of lies one thing still holds true
Till the day that I die, I will always love you