Conflict - No Island Of Dreams Lyrics
They practice so-called justice, law and order their first trickThey practice so-called justice and soon they'll want our necksThey think we are their scapegoats, they look down on me and youWell just let them believe that, until its time to see who's whoSometimes I wonder how much longer it will takeuntil people start to realise that the law is but a fakeBut across the world rebellion's restrainedand turned against itself by the media's brainFirst it's the facts, then they're attackedChained to their lies to maintain prideAlways one side, always their sideNever our side, ***** the lotAlways titles, always disciples. They're packaging bullets for the riflesPeople are dying, people are crying, while other people are mystifiedPeople are dead, the colour was red. Lives are through, the colour was bluePeople are fighting while people are writing.But I realise someone is hiding the truthThere's pressure in the east, pressure in the west.The pressure's building up but the rulers know bestHow to hold back the masses who beg and demand.For the slightest chance in a change of commandA command that forces a lifestyle of sin.Then picks up the pieces and locks them inThat has the power and time to accessand control enemy number one - the press'People die in horror cell' on the front page of the SunThen the page is turned and the real fun has begunThe horror is diluted as the page three girl arrivesShapely tits, big bulging arse, a sparkle in her eyeMore and more and more and more the horror becomes distantIt's swept aside with packaged lies, presented like a presentAnd the time it's taken in is as your team is winningA person's died, another's lied, but there's no sign of the killing
