In the eyes of the rulers independence is a threat
They fear that too many of us could realize we are just token
So, to keep the people calm they need a deceiving apparatus
If you blindfold the ox you can lead him to the shamble!
Tales never fail
Hostile images, divide and conquer
It's the same old game
Our acceptance of fate is our biggest enemy
Things don't have to be the way they are
The conditions of power are not set in stone
They are changeable like liquid mercury
Some of us recognize that they get scammed but little strokes fell big oaks
It's the same with your mind
Divided we are weak, keep it in mind
Do yourself a favor and defend your rights
Otherwise the regime will try to restrict them and we should not let it get that far again
Tales never fail
Hostile images, divide and conquer
It's the same old game
Our acceptance of fate is our biggest enemy
Things don't have to be the way they are