The System - Fictional

The television tells

How you must behave

This is the institution

Which really rules our state

We are living in a dictatorship

But none will believe

The people her are mute, and blind

The easiest way to go ahead

We can’t resist the system

But we even can’t accept

We object the government

And fight for our rights

We have to face our future

So try to make a chance

Or the world will collapse

And ruled by anarchy

A very cruel sensation

On the first page in the news

The killer in the station

The system must abuse