All the details
All the inhibitions
Overwhelm
Frighten the hell out of ourselves
All spectators
To all empires
Insiders
Not listening
It's all repeating
Can you not see them
Smiling

I see the demons
The ones that should not be
I see the demons
Running everything

At the end of the line we forget everything, and
Some things we should not have left behind
Under the signs
We fumble to attention
And give away our precious
Time

I see the demons
The ones that should not be
I see the demons
Running everything

The dust settles and the bones are on display
And we act as if nothing is hidden away
A constant struggle to protect a system built as a cage
The repression dependent
Led by deceit, followed by weak
Just never speak of the stage
We all play our part on