We Tried to Trace the Faceless Ghost of David

Psychologically shape us so you can financially rape us
we are what you made us, slaves to the status
reactionists fascists slandering my activist fashion
with a fatal attraction to drugs and inaction
I cover my face whenever accidents happen
because I fear his embrace when I bow to the captain

You see the light, but don't hear the beacon 
while the weakened are beaten for no reason
they lie to the livid and hide in the gimmick
they cry for the crime, not the criminals grind
and shy from the shine in a single file line
manufacture lifestyles to control the mind

You profit on the prophet and one's who are retarded
tropic crops of chronic sparked the visions of Muhammad
symphonies of soldiers sing the triumph of their soldering
cities crumble slowly burning and smoldering
subliminally controlling the way that we're coping
and I'm choking on the cigarette that I'm smoking
invoking my hope to be taken to the basement of hatred
and explain the matrix
we try to trace the faceless ghost of David and replace the hopes of laymen 
with a spokesman who had spoken of his plan to betray them

A shower, a shave, a way to behave
we cower and slave and wait to be saved
the power that they will always betray
we give them and give them the right to abuse us
to use us and use us in the name of Jesus
all religion is treasonous
betraying us more than they're pleasing us
they pick our pockets and posture sleazily
politics are so deceiving
to exercise their judicial power
they built a college where votes don't matter
living in a world where paper is power
so I sit at home watching my tv
I'll eat what they feed me
I need God to complete me
losing my innocence in the violent images
making me perspire like a raging fire

The smokes and flames
the ashes and embers
smoldering coals red like September
toppling towers causes twice the terror
I saw the smoke reflecting off the mirror
you got your Patriot and you got your Act
so the Homelands secure until your next attack

Does peace exists or is it an antique?
Is it human nature for the strong to exploit the weak?
Will we ever recognize that we're all just human beings?
I blush to the crowd when I hear em laughin'
because we all know peace will never happen