Story Of The Year

Lyrics

we fall to our knees raise our hands toward the sky bow to the powerful without asking why we fill our glass with - a false sense of pride the ruling class has forced us all to demand what they supply

welcome to our new war
where the rich sell their lies to the poor we're dying but we don't know what for welcome to our new war

in a troubled time - in an age of fear
we place our trust - in the insincere
as the waiting minds - are misinformed
the ones in charge - are just adding to the score

the war profiteers watch as their numbers rise their private contracts push profits through the sky the rest will struggle - just to survive while special interest goes to those with the highest dollar sign

welcome to our new war
where the rich sell their lies to the poor we're dying but we don't know what for welcome to our new war

is this the price that we pay - for living with our - eyes closed and backs against the wall at the top of hill - where the powerful thrive there's a strong disregard - for this human life when the winds start to change and the meek crowd the floor the sirens will sound and at last they will scream no more no more - no more- no more

the power elite wears the thickest disguise setting the rules as the classes divide they keep their heartless - eyes on the prize and leave the masses with a lifetime of poverty and crime

welcome to our new war
where the rich sell their lies to the poor we're dying but we don't know what for welcome to our new war