The spy hunter

One last disguise

Pawns standing in awe of the game

Of the stage

You’ve worked so hard at building an empire

Of secret rooms to display yourself

And add to your wealth

The sting of

Oh, it stings

When I saw it all come crashing

I witnessed the sound of a million voices

Screaming for a public hanging

So hide yourself, hide, hide yourself for now

We caught you plotting murder

And now the tide is turning

We’ll light our souls, heal our bones

Upon your empire burning

When the world is a target for humanity’s market

And all of it’s sold for a dime

I’ve seen the towers of gods

And the power of men

In disguises of the worst kind

I am the words on the page

I am the death among life today

I am the voice of one among the silent

Who’s tired of burning among the flames

So hide yourself, hide, hide yourself for now

We caught you plotting murder

And now the Tide is Turning

We’ll light our souls, heal our bones

Upon your empire burning

I do not need anymore truthless heroes

We don’t need no truthless heroes

So hide yourself, hide, hide yourself for now

We caught you plotting murder

And now the Tide is Turning

We’ll light our souls, heal our bones

Upon your empire burning

I need truth

(borrowed from Voices for Creative Nonviolence @ http://vcnv.org/spyhunter)

This was inspired by an article about the death of Chris Kyle, who was a hero in a pointless, truthless war. If you would like to know how I really feel about the whole thing, please read it @
http://vcnv.org/no-more-truthless-heroes .

If I want to continue to evolve as an individual, I strongly believe that my role models and mentors cannot be fictional characters of patriotic tall tales. There must be a refusal to stomach a narrative of history and current international affairs which whitewashes culpability for suffering caused by U.S. wars of choice.

-Joshua Brollier