Eloy - Racing Shadows

There's nowhere left to hide from the fatman and all his lies a TV puppet-politician He thinks his words so fine great, important, and divine a 20th century magician in reality he's nothing but a shark He appears to be a shadow in the dark He's making rules and laws to satisfy his greed paws He's got this art down to perfection Ideals improvised what's good for him is legalised for he's the leader of the nation but a dog that bites will seldom ever bark all his slogans fade to nothingness for he is but a shadow in the darkness every step they take every move they make everything is fake just an illusion madmen rise and fall many heads may roll but they don't care at all and sow confusion Their perverted schemes are reaching their peak insanity reigns Simple parasites they feed off the weak posessing their brains undercover of the titles they hold that makes them so bold another blindman trips and falls and deaf men cannot hear at all they smile towards their self destruction yes-men nod and bow their heads could own their own minds but instead they're just like puppets of corruption and they play their game while corpses pave their way and they'll force a smile until the day the racing shadows finally fade away there's a fire burning in our hearts it throws a light upon their dubious talk let the fire burn to disclise all their lies let them play their games but be true to yourself and the flames will rage until the day the racing shadows finally fade away