Writing On The Wall – Original


I’ve seen the writing on the wall, a message for the tribe.
Plastered there for all to see, hidden in plain sight.
I’ve seen the programmes on TV, their language so precise,
intentional misinformation manipulates your mind.

Portents of their intent.
It’s too late to repent.
Clues and signs in evil marks,
leading you into the dark.

The writing’s on the wall.

Bound by religion’s links and chains, debt’s bonds signed for in blood.
Tethers and shackles of the State, wrapped around you “for your own good”.
24/7 “Entertainment”, making sure you don’t misbehave.
Everyone who think’s that they’re free, is the best of slaves.

PRE-CHORUS

CHORUS

Muzzled mouths can’t speak the truth, laws forbid dissent.
You’ve got no time and no excuse: doing nothing is consent.
Every citizen is guilty of all the good they did not do.
Remember this, when the time comes, and your God’s judging you.

PRE-CHORUS

CHORUS

©31.8.2015 Andrew Robert Chapman

sowing seeds of discontent, manipulate your mind.


%d bloggers like this: