Rotten Foundation

Hiding our eyes, swallowing smoke of illusions, what have we become?
Built up these temples of hope, but the base is feeling numb,
Made out of hypocrisy, fear, betrayals and tears.
Who told us this house would survive a hundred stormy years?
Listen, my brother, the concrete is poisoned by the system's disease,
Where everybody's seeking profit, bringing folks to their knees,
Without a single drop of mercy. The walls are tearing apart.
Down there's a rotten foundation, maggots eating the heart
Of what is left of our conscience. We're blind but trying to stand.
Instead of building it anew, we just put a patch on the land.

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It's a rotten foundation, man, the ground is slipping away!
We put our faith in empty words, but everyone's a prophet today.
The front is shining so clean, but inside it's mildew and dust,
We keep on walking down this road, hiding the panic and bust.
Rotten foundation, hey! What is your Babylon built upon?
Sooner or later it all crashes, that's the rule, then it's gone.


I see the blocks where a brother would sell you out for a dime.
My mind is racing in the night, I see the flaws in the design.
We elevated this whole world on the bones of honest men,
The higher the floors of ambition, the harder you fall back again.
Instead of backup—a knife to the back, smiles hiding the fangs.
We're sailing on a sinking vessel, caught up in the pangs.
The powers laughing at the top, just lining their pockets deep,
While we're below holding the pillars, believing lies in our sleep.
But all the roots are decayed, the beams are losing the hold.
We gotta burn it to the ground—that's the only chance to be bold.


No more illusions in my head. You hear that creak on the floor?
What used to look like solid rock is just debris and no more.
Crumbled to dust. It's time to wake up, take a look all around.
Your closest homie from the past is now the enemy found.

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It's a rotten foundation, man, the ground is slipping away!
We put our faith in empty words, but everyone's a prophet today.
The front is shining so clean, but inside it's mildew and dust,
We keep on walking down this road, hiding the panic and bust.
Rotten foundation, hey! What is your Babylon built upon?
Sooner or later it all crashes, that's the rule, then it's gone.


Break down the system...
Start from the scratch...
Solid ground...
Peace to the real ones.