May I proceed now, Your Honor?

His eyes were wide open

His heart was closed

Mind looked down

Unexposed

Taught to believe anything but the Truth

Dogma's old age has taken his youth

I question your knowledge

Your honors from college

Suggest you may have something that others do not

But what you've learned is dogmatic

Turned into an addict

Always talking but you're not saying a lot

You've fully brainwashed the people

By kissing their ears

You've studied precisely what they want to hear

But as you read off lists of fake promises

The people recognize this now and their power is here



We see each other through these eyes of sand

Pull away our hearts but we offer our hand

Such is the state of the people of late

They abuse the trust some of us fight to create



All concepts

Wilting flowers

No such thing as worldly power

Feel this and get up

Feel this and run

Feel this and stand up

Feel this and come home