morality has fled chased out into the streets persecution of the one thing we need it s time to face the facts not turn our backs for once turning a blind eye is only living a lie it s time to face the facts not turn our backs for once turning a blind eye is only living a lie always there will be the intoxication of power always at every moment there will be the thrill of victory the sensation of trampling on an enemy who is helpless if you want a picture of the future imagine a boot stamping on a human face for ever the moral to be drawn from this dangerous nightmare situation is a simple one don t let it happen it depends on you asphyxiated contemplating of how so many take so much they have for granted have i been forgotten have i been cast out for good thrown down into the gutter left abandoned to be washed under respect is earned always expected in return but these days it never seems to be delivered morality do you remember me i am morality do you remember me morality has fled chased out into the streets persecution of the one thing we need it s time to face the facts not turn our backs for once turning a blind eye is only living a lie