The city in need of a saviour,
To rid the streets of disease,
Cleon was there to lead them,
Away, from Pericles greed.
Cleon, the voice of the people,
He knows what they want to hear,
They follow him for survival,
While he fills their hearts with fear!
He fills their hearts with fear.
What have become of dear Athens?
A city wars profits away,
The people are looking for justice,
They look to the skies! And pray.
He plays their game of power,
While he seeks not what you get,
Deflecting from the truth,
Naming Pericles for the dead.
Cleon makes a powerful army,
Sending for the poor to their grave,
But he will be far from the field,
While he lies in the bed that you made!
He lies in the bed that you made.
What have become of dear Athens?
A city wars profits away,
The people are looking for justice,
They look to the skies! And pray.