The Powers That Be - Distant Past

Creative Control over the World

The path has been made for you to fail

Like Puppet masters guiding the Strings

Just make sure to follow their ways

Treated like slaves, numbered, not named

Abused like figures in a chess-game

Made impossible to kill the king

A conspiracy from the ministry

For the powers that be

Steal your face

Delete your life

In Days of Grace

For the powers that be

Blind your eyes

Break your will

Until it dies

Living in a police state

You’re hunted down, driven into

A corner attack, if you can stand up against them

Enjoy your victory as long as it lasts

For the powers that be

Steal your face

Delete your life

In Days of Grace

For the powers that be

Blind your eyes

Break your will

Until it dies