The thin line between faith and success

Speaking of various languages, rooting religions
From every corner of the world, exposed or hidden
Ruling systems of nations, leading the way of their living
never question the unbelievable, this is the truth when its given

The war is not for peace or money, it is for owning your mind
giving up faith for science, folding you blind
how possible is pulling the strings, without creating the lines
thats when the truth is labeled by what the governments lies
Can't you see humanity is bleeding, decreasing in size?
Everyone is obsessed with fame, dying for the prize

Success is defined by what's kept in your pocket
since when did humanity worship TV or the screens in the stock market?
Nervous and mad, arrowss are red, dude there is a hole in your basket
Stab the flag to the ground, you're giving up, you probable had it
accepting the fact, the market is ruled by the rich on this planet

How fair is it to be a billionare, having tough times on the bed
the more friends on your list, the more they wanted you dead
feeding your dogs caviar and steaks, while people dying for bread
you're not safe in public, thats when hitmen sniping your head
This is the price of success, plenty of sacrifices, blood is being shed
keep in mind that the enemy of tomorow is in the eyes of your friend

One day, failure hits your walls, and everything just turn
Like getting stuck on the rail road, the point of no return
Losing all the respect that you had, the love that you once earned
with all the moments of regrets, with all the cash that got burned
Call for help, deaf ears, why all the heads have just turned?
Swelling streams of tears, no one's there , and his vision got blurred
Begging attention from god, his heart had just cured
Feeling lonely, A prisoner at home, feeling so cold
God I'll be good again, help me return everything that i've owned

Suddenly, John hit the jackpot, even richer than before
He is back to his old habits, piling up more
Now he has a clout, rocking wild parties on the shore
He forgot all about him, God doesn't exist anymore
The same feeling went back to him, shopping in a store
when gang showed up with weapons, dashing the door
This is the moment when he was down on the ground, kissing the floor
God give me another chance, get me out of this store
His chances are gone, leaving life with two shots in his core