Revolution of Puppets

As I light up a cigarette Thoughts are rushing through my mind

Finally free from the strings of their kind Can't help but think everyone is dead

They can't escape their own head Hollow shells of the damned

How can we

They keep running and running, yet Remain still in their spirit, trapped in a shell

Fight, fight the battle on, but who can beat this hell

Draw your weapons, open your ties Take back your spirit and your form

Only speak the lies, show them you don't need to conform

If it's war, they want it's a war They'll have, won't be easy

As long as you keep your will To fight, you'll be victorious