One Slow Breath

One slow breath
Might be all we have left
One slow breath
Might be all we have left
Ugly face of the New World Order
Approaches around the darkest corner
Of 1984
The monkeys cheer on the war
Have things changed at all?
Are we still a bunch of slaves?
Cradle to the grave we are
Free souls trapped inside a cage
Programmed for their system
To die inside a prison
But until there is no air to breathe
And we cannot dare to dream
Our last nightmare, lonely screams
The spirit in the abyss
What’ve done to him?
What’ve done to him?
The spirit in the abyss
What becomes of it?
What becomes of it?
Escape the sinking ship
The institutions that you know and trust
All turned out to be a bluff
Society’s corrupt
You finally had enough
Tie the rope around my neck
The souls are trapped inside our flesh
Freedom
What’s that?
One slow breath
One slow breath
One slow breath
One slow breath
Freedom
What’s that?
One slow breath
One slow breath
One slow breath
One slow breath
One slow breath
One slow breath
One slow breath
One slow breath
One slow breath
One slow breath
One slow breath
One slow breath