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From the mansions to the slums

Pick your pen, your sword, your gun as your defender

Through the years not much has changed

What is Ceasars, you still gotta render

Deception and deceit are still rulers of the street

If you haven’t noticed

And if there’s a God above, who wants us to love

I wish He’d show us Yeah, I’ve been around the block

I see that freedom’s got a shotgun named Violence

From the mountaintop i see Dr. Martin Luther King

Sitting in silence

He asks «whats gone so wrong»?

While i sing a simple song

and i wonder

What happened to those wings and all the things

That kept us from going under

This world has all gone mad

Its funny and its sad

But i can hear the freedom bells a ringin'

Jesus wept and said, «Rise again ye dead

For the silent will soon be singin»

The Mercy home on 3rd

Nobody ever spoke a word about the sadness

Michael’s sister had been slain

They thought it was a Latin King in all its madness

Down the desperate corridors

He walks into those darkened doors

Where was he going?

Not a shoulder he could weep

For all these nights he couldn’t sleep, for there was no one

The elderly all stare like statues in a chair

Late in the morning

I don’t see them talk at all,

Sometimes they stare into a wall

Until its disturbing

Their eyes so far away

While they relive a distant day when they were something

And it breaks my heart in two

It seems there’s little i can do,

So i do nothing

This world has all gone mad

Its funny and its sad

There’s no telling what it will be bringing

I can only hope and pray

That there will come a day

When the silent will soon be singing

Oppression hides in fear

Anger is always near, in times like these are

Like the times of Ancient Rome

Like the battle for the throne after J. Ceasar

Tis nobler in the mind, not to suffer all the time

Is that the lesson?

By land or by sea

To be or not to be, is that the question?

The bible says this too shall pass

The curse of the starving class

Lives through the ages

From the mountains to the caves

Among the poor, the knaves, the prophets and the sages

The willful and the weak

Will not find the strength to speak of those forgotten

We all reap what we sow

Maybe silence isn’t golden, its rotten

The world has all gone mad

Its funny and its sad…

But i can hear the freedom bells a ringin'

Jesus wept and said

Rise again ye dead

For the silent will soon be singin'

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