The architect, iconoclast, martyr and the money changer Modern knights of the round table With their finger on the trigger A puppet show the world's too blind to see Attach the strings of destiny Watch the rich eat the poor blind and dumb It's been like this for years and our actions Crave more poverty, more neglect, more reason to disconnect This loss of focus is their master plan Now they have the upper hand Don't expect to be cut free From the strings of destiny Don't expect to be cut free From the strings Taste the revolution on your lips As the world economy watches you slip through the cracks of time The truth holds bittersweet responsibilities The writing's on the wall but not cast in stone Our culture has been whitewashed It's time to take it back It starts with education based on fact Not graphic novels scribed by the victors Oral tradition and hope based scriptures Don't expect to be cut free From the strings of destiny Don't expect to be cut free From the strings of destiny With one foot on the hill this knight stands proud Shoulders back as they gaze on the horizon At this proud moment we get our chance To charge the cracks, chew the flesh Push them back until they see We've cut the strings of destiny Until we're truly free