The Phantom Below - Moron Police

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