The Dice Of War

July 29, 2009. © Talon Truitt Cherry, All rights reserved

The media sells the dyeing
Women and children crying
Politicians lying
Just to control a little more
It's only fear their selling
Subliminal silent yelling
The peoples voice is failing
I can't hear it anymore

The times aren’t right
Just selling all our soulless lives
And all our dreams are cast aside
In this petty fight for human rights
The bloody hands that roll the dice
Pretend its all in sacrifice
And history rips like the tide
Repeating mans born foolish pride
In war
And I can't fight alone here
Anymore

Just look at the stars their fading
Black tops are over taking
The ground beneath us is shaking
Mother earth don’t want us anymore
Winters are cold and chilling
Summers are hot and killing
So many are more than willing
But I’m not willing anymore

The times aren’t right
Just selling all our soulless lives
And mother earth gets cast aside
In this petty fight for human rights
Some day God will turn out the lights
On the ones left here for sacrifice
The wrath of earth rips like the tide
To kill all mans born foolish pride
In war
And I can't fight alone here
Anymore

The final battle is coming
Look at the animals running
Their getting ready for something
We don’t belong here anymore
Man is no longer feeling
Medicines no longer healing
This is the hand were dealing
Corruption rots us to the core

The time is right
To rid ourselves of soulless lives
Put down the gun and start to fight
The demons that bed down inside
And mother earth might stand aside
If were giving up our foolish pride
Were all in debt just pay the price
Stop taking chances with the dice
Of war
So I don’t fight alone here
Anymore