Once upon a time, there was a puppet playing king
destroyed his whole kingdom like a Trojan from within
An isolated and divided nation lives in fear
The sky is bleak in silence, painted with tears
He lies, till no one knows what's true or false anymore
to distort the truth so that we'll ignore
as he poisons the words until meanings fade
and light and dark both seem the same
In this twilight cabaret
King of the broken age
Have you ever heard of history?
What makes us great is empathy
In twilight cabaret
The renaissance of rage
What's in those books you want to burn?
What truth don't you want us to learn?
Orwell never wrote guidebooks, yet raptors guard the door
as villains mortify the law with greed, evermore
While we sleep, they will crush the Parthenon to dust
as eclipse of hope hides the horizon of trust
He lies, to ignite mistrust and let paranoia bloom
to craft enemies, make us easy to rule
as he retells our past until justice fades
and hope and fear both feel the same
In this twilight cabaret
King of the broken age
Have you ever heard of history?
What makes us great is empathy
In twilight cabaret
The renaissance of rage
What's in those books you want to burn?
What truth don't you want us to learn?
Hush now, little one, close your eyes
The hand on your throat says silence is wise
You don't need to think, just learn to believe
Forget your dreams, make it easy to breathe
Now, close your eyes, and count to none
when you wake up, your rights will be gone
In this twilight cabaret
King of the grim ballet
Have you ever heard of history?
What makes us great is empathy
In twilight cabaret
We dance into decay
What's in those books you want to burn?
What truth don't you want us to learn?
Close your eyes, and count to none
when you wake up: your rights will be gone.
