A Burning Cinder - Jungle Rot

Differing opinions, growing intolerance

Thin-skinned and fragile, every thought is an offense

Bureaucracy funded by corporate greed

Weakening the masses by any and all means

You give, they take

Your livelihoods are hindered

No peace, our world

Reduced to a burning cinder

The sheep they stay asleep, blissful ignorance

Misled by media, and lulled into a trance

Can’t trust the government, the world has gone haywire

Out of the frying pan, and straight into the fire

Our race, disgrace

It’s time to pull the trigger

No peace, our world

Reduced to a burning cinder

Global death

No end in sight

Total loss of control

Mass planetary strife

One last breath

Can’t win this fight

Utter loss of your soul

Worldwide demise

Psychological warfare, physical disabilities

Will we not wake up to this cold reality?

Through regulations and thriving industry

Totalitarian autocracy!

Monarch, leader

At you we point the finger

No peace, our world

Reduced to a burning cinder