How often the truth is sacrificed
Driven into the casualty ward
At the expense of empty vain
Intoxicated applause
Where man prostrates himself
On the altar of self sufficiency
As the crowd goes wild
How often the truth is sacrificed
Driven into the casualty ward
At the expense of empty vain
Intoxicated applause
Where man prostrates himself
On the altar of self sufficiency
As the crowd goes wild
