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You gave us free will
But why nuclear devices?
Do you play games with our lives?
A score of one million to nil!!
Man we're up the creak
And we're not collecting spices
The media's killed the flavour
And here come the chopping knives.
What is our potential for the near future?
No one seems to care, is our time nearly up?
I don't think you have the bottle to be so abrupt!
Many of your representatives appear all too corrupt,
While you what, check up on our graces?
Why are we so dumb and ignorant and hung up on races?
Killing for oil and territorial spaces, while we're hypnotised
By what, white teeth on their evil smiling faces?
Do you take pride in what you have created?
We’re so grateful; your teachings are sidelined,
While the horned goat is consecrated,
They have young children idly worshiping the antithesis of 999,
So my one real question to you, my source...
Do you not feel that the evil must be purged...berated
Back into chaos, obscurity
Expelled by the light of divinity
A place for creativity to flourish, our children to be nourished?
Because into oblivion I sink...I see no serenity.