Dead End Nation (Smoke and Mirrors)

Another child down, another ghost in the street A body too small for a chalk-outlined dream Another warzone, another name lost Traded for profit, buried at cost They call it a tragedy, a shame, a mistake, Then turn back to dinner and clear off their plates.” Feed us their speeches, washed down with lies While mothers watch caskets with tearless eyes They pull the strings, they change the rules They rig the game, they play us for fools The smoke is rising, the mirror’s cracked The smoke is rising, the mirror’s cracked But we’re still blind, staring right back Dead end nation, time’s running out The road is broken, hear the crowd shout We’re not your puppets, we’re not your pawns We won’t be silent, we won’t be gone (We won’t be buried beneath your dawn) Up in their towers, they play their games Kings of the sandbox, spitting new claims Bullies with bombs, a tantrum, a threat Tip the whole board when they start to sweat They send sons to the slaughter, daughters to die Then polish their trophies and count up the buys They gamble with futures like poker chips And when they lose? The table flips History’s watching, the cracks are wide Statues crumble, empires slide If you still believe they play it fair Tell me why the dead still stare Dead end nation, the walls cave in No more games, no more spin Smoke is clearing, fire in our lungs, Your time is over, we’ve just begun