Pentagons And Pentagrams lyrics

Song information

Artist: Burnt By The Sun
Album: Perfect Is The Enemy Of The Good

Lyrics

["Give me control over a nation's currency
And I care not who makes it's laws."
Mayer amschel rothschild, 1743-1812]

A tide of blue blood
A tide of mystic light so consuming shadows take a life of their own
But you won't see them walk around. cfr (council on foreign relations)
Tlc (tri-lateral commission). a wave of order for the new world is in
Store. a new world order for humanity to deplore. like those foretold
Centuries before. like a capital city laid out in denominations of 13
Like nominees for the presidency that belong to secret societies
And those who win are held like puppets, outranked by banks
Founded on cosmic lore
So be our perceptions insecure
So sure of what we see and what we endure we see no tie to the ancient world
None. you think this happens by chance? you really cannot afford to be this naive
You think life happens by chance? you really cannot afford to be this naive
You think war happens by chance. you really cannot afford to be this naive
You think this happens by chance? you really cannot afford to be this naive
When life when life is what when life is what they dictate
You can run but you can't hide from the tide of illumination
So fuck off with your trivial talk radio shows
'Cause all your politics argue on the shadow and not on the substance