Cedric Till - Nothing New lyrics

[Verse 1] A token from the sages, never once heeded Resulted in a hatred that we keep feeding And let it stew because we can't see the Inherent fault in that logic, 'cause we don't need it On a place called Earth, driven by base desires We measure value by what is acquired Too often I saw pain when I looked inside a woman's eyes Fourty-three thousand two hundred times, how do you empathize? Policía's in on it, so are priests and judges Girls are trafficked, everybody wants a piece of it Corruption's deep-seated, men have never seemed above it Some extremists see rape as a form of worship Difficult to see beauty in this world, yet Nothing else will keep us wanting more from our existence Things we do to each other alter the distance Between us, are we enemies or brothers and sisters? Everything alleged don't mean everything's permitted While lies and deception run rampant A story got posted, the so-called Female suicide bomber is living in Morocco A teen is shot and k**ed on a dashcam Will atrocities continue till the last man? Something's cynical about an Act of Free Choice Especially when gold reserves become a key point Germany's expending soldiers in a proxy war The queues of refugees are getting longer, and the rate Of species going extinct, is higher than it was before Governments invite companies to write our laws Gun control is just a topic for civilians As governments peddle merchandise by the billions Terrorism is a matter of perspective, when people bomb your city Yeah, you wanna get'em back, it's A vicious cycle of violence that's not unlike a thunderstorm Appeal to a man's rage, he will run along Ready for the octagon on Captagon, unfazed by the slaughter Carried out, just like at the Bataclan... [Verse 2] People looking to the skies for guidance That never brought anything but rain, hail and supercells Gods only answer prayers of the rich We rationalize away whenever logic doesn't fit Personality cults are a bane, it's absurd We're told to think freely, yet behave as the herd Addicted to name brands, trying to sell what we can We turn ourselves into them, then we smile for the cams Told to empathize and yet block out the suffering Don't want to be judged while trying to provide sustenance To be blunt, we're the regular's table attending A screening of Nothing New on the Middle Eastern Front Makes me wonder when the Reapers come Although I'm thankful every day I see the Sun Finding solace in moments with friends, although they're getting rarer Noone but myself gets to tell me to cheer up... [link to song: https://undogmatic.bandcamp.com/track/nothing-new ] [ link to album: https://undogmatic.bandcamp.com/album/infp ]