When propaganda rules the day,

the minds of all it soon will sway.

When hearts and minds no longer rule,

it’s then we all become the fool.

We wander lost ‘neath clear blue skies

and chant the mantra of their lies.

We dance the tune their Pipers play,

’tis their torch alone lights our way.

Their light leads to our darkest place,

so far from truth, so far from grace.