The War Room

Underneath that skin is maddening So cold beneath the eyes are deadening

So numb, so desensitized to humanity So glum to brutalize with such effigy

Hypocrites decked in red, white and blue What is true? What is true?

Hypocrites decked in red, white and blue In the war room In the war room

Unbeknownst to the country is subterfuge

So deep beneath the consciousness is the truth

So dark, so mired in the helter skelter

So stark is reality as truth is sweltered