Dancing to the Sound... of the Powers That Be

Yesterday while on the street
 I watched a display of inhumanity
 A murder happening in broad daylight
 The killer had vacant eyes, did not remember what has passed
 Like a trance... he did not know
 Unaware of his murderous acts
 Incarcerated no one believes him
 They saw what was to be saw:
 He killed a controversial scientist
 So much hate, "he is beyond recognition"
 And now lying about brainwashing?
 Tears... gone unheard
 Still incarcerated
 He was just yet another, average killing machine
 Waiting for the orders
 To kill, and forget
 Just yet another grenbaum
 Pawn of the unseen rullers
 Disposable at their will
 A killer untraceable
 No choice for him but...
 Dancing to the sound... of the powers that be
 In dispair he thinks "im insane"
 Dancing to the sound...
 One phonecall... is all he needs
 In the jail they concede
 One call, to an attorney
 When he dials a surprise
 The phone they given only makes a strange
 Noise... and says:
 Kill.