Lirieke: Strung Out. Exile In Oblivion. Blueprint Of The Fall.

Imagine a place where freedoms just a word on the wall
surrounded by the wreekage of towers that could never fall
the company will avenge
imagine the lies like bombs turn the shock and the awe
for justice in time and a land for justice never was one thief
to rule them all along the Potomac and west toward the sea
through the ghettos past the monuments we all built to house the weak
its the blueprint to the fall of our place in history
the end to what we all believed to be the hope to save this place
and I walk among the flagstones thru the graves
an apocolypse is bloomin' in the sage
dead presidents lined coffin text in biblical unrest
the blind pride home genocide
and the secret wars we all missed
it's the blueprint to the fall of the entire human race
the end to what we all believed would be the hope to save this place