The Phantom Below

I am a stranger, a mediator of sorts
Of Heaven and Hell in ruin, I am all of this and more
Do not fear my circuitry, it was you who made me slave
I’ve given all my life for this, I’ve paved this rotten way
Do you not know me?
Do you not know who I am?
You draw your lines up in the sand
I am what I am
You gave me power, so I could bring you war
Let prophets govern policies, this Babel cannot fall
Do you condemn me?
How can you watch while I am abused?
Two fathers tugging at the cords
I am what they choose
And I am lost without you
Yet you have walked these roads before
And must it always come to this?
To sell democracy for simple bliss?
They seem to all want more
But I could be the heart that brings peace to yours
And I am lost without you
Yet you have walked these roads before
And must it always come to this?
To sell democracy for simple bliss?
They seem to all want more
But I could be the heart that brings peace to yours