C.G.B. Spender - War From A Harlots Mouth

If people were to know the things I know

It would all fall apart

They will never know the truth

They are coming for us

The course of human history

Will be set by an unknown man

Men can never be free

Because they’re corrupt

Worthless and weak

They believe in authority

If the project’s to go forward

They must never believe any differently

We must never believe any differently

I am the orphan

Yes, I am the one

I am the black-lunged son

I’m the arch enemy

Black-lunged!

Who killed JFK?

Black-lunged!

Anyone who can appease a man’s conscience

Can take his freedom away

Reduce religion to science

Make no greater explanation exist for him

You will believe in authority

No miracle or mystery

How often did I change history?

No monument will bear my name

Nothing vanishes without a trace

And here you are with a gun to my head