Living in the End Times

Original song played solo with acoustic guitar and harmonica.

We have turned the page to Nineteen Eighty-Four.
Are you brave enough to say two and two make four?
While the men behind the curtain continue to blow their smoke
As they tighten their grip around our collective throat.
The Powers That Be are good at what they do.
Their machine can make control bear down on you.
Their voices repeat the lies, while their screens distract the eyes
And the truth… is buried in the noise.

This time, this time, do you think we’re living in
Do you think we’re in the end times this time?
This time, this time, do you think we’re living in
Living in the end times this time?

You could be a working man or Elon Musk.
If you cross the line, they’ll try and turn you into dust.
They’ll put you in a cell to rot or take you for all you’ve got.
It’s the new land of the free and home of the brave.
Do you feel like you’re a pawn in a virtual game?
And the pawns to your left and right move the same?
Secularized, monetized, propagandized, neutralized
What do you think will be your next move?

This time, this time, do you think we’re living in
Do you think we’re in the end times this time?
This time, this time, do you think we’re living in
Living in the end times this time?

Who is he who rules the kingdom of the air?
Who fools the working man and the billionaire?
The voice of deceit they hear sounds like wisdom to their ears.
As they push and follow along on the road to ruin.
Will you choose to seek the truth or live by lies?
Will you rip the blinders off your peripheral eyes?
The truth will set you free, if only you believe.
He is knocking at the threshold of your door.
He is knocking at the threshold of your door.