The satellites are up there
Marking your every move
Watching, probing
Stealing the truth you long to prove
What of life, of purpose
What of dreams I hear them say
What of this wonderful tolerance
That makes this state of decay
What of human rights
The dignity we long to spare
What dignity is there in this freedom
When our freedom is simply despair
What hope, what future shall we have
When we have lost the freedom of choice
To choose right from wrong,
It's true, we have lost our only voice
What more injustice shall we allow
To what other travesties shall we bow
What will we be, now that we are free
If we are already lost, where else is there to go