The War Room

Underneath that skin is maddening So cold beneath the eyes are deadening
So numb, so desensitized to humanity So glum to brutalize with such effigy
Hypocrites decked in red, white and blue What is true? What is true?
Hypocrites decked in red, white and blue In the war room In the war room
Unbeknownst to the country is subterfuge
So deep beneath the consciousness is the truth
So dark, so mired in the helter skelter
So stark is reality as truth is sweltered