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