Blood Red Seeing Green Testo

So called developed minds Apparently more advanced But will we ever know our roles? Will we ever shut our mouths? The disease has overtaken In our eyes green is all we see A fight to the finish in high hopes Blood red our hands will be A ruler dictates from his throne A priest preaches to no end A child learning nothing in school A woman lays sore, tied to a bed What's this we're aiming for? None of this makes sense to me We're all fighting and accusing each other The involvement is so deep in a pool of apathy So many problems in an obsessive society Where are the answers? Right in front of our face! But we're so corrupt We let the little things obstruct our vision The answers we will never see