and the band marches on and on without slowing

and their leader leads them on and on without knowing

never looking back to see the mess that they had left behind



the media mediates between the masses and the myth it creates

but it never know the damage grown the more it bend the truth



they tell us what they want us to hear

the patronize our aching ears



it's all too clear the wealth's of violence and sexual perversion

offer more than just some innocent psychological diversion

they have left so many bleeding, needing help from Christ the King



we don't have to watch what they want us to see

yet we've let them bind our hands and our feet



how can you say,