The Rest

A voice dying in the dark
The lies jumping to the light
And seeking the faceless voices
Jump to see the righteous
And fall to see the truth

The minority rules the majority
Established mothers taking over me
Fathers sent dying and children crying
Dare not to say what is right
Only what is wrong

The minority rules with a green fist
Taking over us all today
Butterflies escaped in my head
Tripped over into my lies
Of truths so blended say what you want
Take who you need and say nothing
Not to the majority and not to them

Masters of us all
We are slaves to the game
Killing game
Hidden in the majority
Cover up your own death
The minority owns

Everything and everyone
You say that you find
Something you will die
Nothing can save you now
Take it back
Resting forever six feet
Seven feet tall to fall
And nothing is everything

Nothing is what they want
You to see
And everything for them

Hate is the only thing to relate
Fate is what they mate

That's the way it goes
Nothing is ever who we are to be
And nothing is to be said
To the minority
To murder the rest