Our Kingdom Undone

This is how the world will end Not with a bang but the stroke of a pen You’ll sign away your life in anger Sell it to the highest bidder Who promises to keep you safe And keep the outside world at bay To build a gaudy, gilded cage with no bars As everything else falls apart Complicit in our own control Conditioned to conform We pledge allegiance, blind obedience For our own convenience Now the best lack all conviction But the worst are filled with passion And the rest no longer even seem to know the difference any more This is how the world will end Not with a bang but a whimper instead… Building bigger cages, forging longer chains All to preserve the illusion of freedom The status quo must be maintained, at any cost No matter what lines must be crossed in the process Counting our losses, selling us safety and calling it progress So what will you choose? The freedom from or freedom to? The good of the many, or the greed of the few? We are the blinded, led by the blind Unwilling to believe, what’s right before our eyes... Burning all our bridges, building our walls Raising them higher, only to watch as they fall Into ashes, everything passes, as the colony collapses A fragile house of cards we built on the backs of the masses Still toiling in vain The imbalance of power is shifting The ivory towers are falling one by one The tables are turning, and Rome is burning And all our best laid plans have come to less than nothing We are the blinded, led by the blind Unwilling to believe, what’s right before our eyes We are divided, by lines we have drawn in the sand An isolation that we cannot withstand They say the rising of the tide, will lift us all in time Another empty promise, to keep us all in line They tell us to be patient, to bide our time and keep on waiting For salvation, waiting for a day that never comes This is how our kingdom comes undone And all the ties which bind us Blind us to what we’ve become We are the blinded, led by the blind Unwilling to believe, what’s right before our eyes We are divided, by lines we have drawn in the sand An isolation that we cannot withstand We built ourselves a system, a pure and perfect vision With all our best intentions for a better world We made it in our image, merciless and unforgiving And far too late we realised that we had erred For what we built was a lie Corrupted by its very nature and design A shining symbol of our flaws and failures A monument to compromise All the kingdom’s horses And all the kingdom’s men Were not enough to give us safety again