Silent Jury

I'm waking up because of smelling salts that I've been given
Well that formula for caving in has now seceded
From a courthouse filled with empty judges
You've got a plan, you've got a blueprint
You're plagarizing what you can not be
It's not a plan, it's not a blueprint
You're criticizing what you can not be
A clientele of fools, continues to confuse our history
With what we're waiting for, a silent jury
So we can use our every means for progress...
We're set free and who we want to be