STRANGE FLOWERS

Seems like the whole world’s watching
Yet the money’s spent to keep us blind (they’ve gouged us blind)
Seems like the heart’s still beating
But who’s to speak as for the mind? (We’ve lost our minds)

CHORUS
Blood on the land
Makes for strange flowers to be grown
Blood on our hands
Once the truth is finally known…

Seems like history’s repeating
As we’re gorged on lies and fed on fear (we dine on fear)
Seems like the money’s winning
When will we say the end is near? (The end’s not near)

CHORUS
Blood on the land
Makes for strange flowers to be grown
Blood on our hands
Once the truth is finally shown…

BRIDGE
The government fears the day people will wake up and see
That for them, there’s no accountability
And that their crimes are our responsibility
As they keep us blind from the grim reality

One nation under the god of oligarchy
Its people sacrificed to the wolves of hypocrisy
Bereft of any true sense of equality
And denied a chance at every opportunity

Our leaders drunk on manifest destiny
Their bellies filled with moral bankruptcy
As they grasp ever tightly to their precious hierarchy
We sit and wonder what happened to the old country
It’s time to hear the call, hear the call

When the best option left is silence
We’ve not much longer left to fall
The loudest lies are always financed
But we’re much too deaf to hear the call
Hear
The
Call…

CHORUS