Oh, fleckless one in this your daunting task
To tell the truth and admit you’ve been wrong
On issues you have failed to grasp
And understand their evil fleeting song
Help not yourself to Satan’s glory
Bypass such spendor-rigged words of praise
They swamp your mind with promised endings
While ripping away the fragile lining of your days
You murder children as they sleep
In mother’s kind and gentle nest
You smile and soak the weak ones’ blood
From floors of white that reel in protest
Your new god-king now prepares his throne
As blood of babes drips from his darkened hand
He smiles and talks of tolerance rising
Amidst a desire to take his full command
He talks of peace and joy among the nations
As he seeks the approval from below
He strips the rights of those who live at home
In the name of the new messiah and his show
You lick the sweat from his imagined glory
Giving obeisance to the chosen one
You bought his shit and all his garbage
Without a blink the end has just begun
Your fear of debate on all the issues
Proves a podunk you surely are
Can’t see the truth for all the lies
You’ve spread daily wide and far
Please celebrate your new beginning
Drink it up and let the victory flow
You’ve wagered your soul for the new messiah
But, alas, He already came two thousand years ago
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