Is this truly the best that one can get?
Or is there a better world that lies ahead?
Is someone's suffering, another person's delight?
Have we all become too weak and frail,
To rise to the fight?
Is Heaven just an illusion?
Is Hell all we'll ever know?
Have we been stranded in the wilderness?
Or are we just animals, locked in a cage?
Do the powers that be, want us all to fall?
Should we all rise up and unite as one?
Can we even take another blow to the heart?
Will we just end up being stopped before we start?
Are the rights of a civilisation,
Just a joke to those in charge?
Do they wish to take us back to the wicked days of old?
Do they even see us as human?
Or are we just ants in a small, plastic farm.
Are we servants to those who are supposed to serve us?
Would they even care, if half of us dropped down dead?
With nobody left to clear up their mess?
Is love just an urban legend?
Is it lust that now reigns supreme?
Does she know she's a full-time prisoner,
To all his satisfactory needs?
The arms that he lays around her,
Are nothing more than cold, iron chains!
Will she forever be under his wicked spell?
Or will she rise up and sever the beast?
You know you can't go on forever,
As a puppet in the hands of manipulation.
Your future, decided by anyone but you.
Your freedom? That's just a thing of the past.
How long can you go on living,
Before the thought of life becomes too hard to bear?
You know this must stop, before it gets any worse!
You know he'll just keep on pushing harder and harder,
Long after you've been pushed right over the edge.
So, show your strength,
Break his back,
And rise up to the fight!