Those were hollow words serving villains
While the millions did their part
The unwilling wait for the changing of the guard
All a**a**ins are torn asunder
A voice cracks thunder in a park
Fading slowly till the changing of the guard
Another victory
The past gets pasted on
Wasted pages
Unheard songs
Ghosts of burden howl shopping terror
Spitting error on the pile
Stacks of paper proof crude fuel for your fire
Sitting high with plastic vultures
Elastic culture stretched too far
Cardboard shields were raised at the changing of the guard
Another victory
The past gets pasted on
Wasted pages
Unheard songs