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He says we are the Chosen
His children, Our Saviour
The Family – one and all.
He says we are the Chosen
And we’ll always answer his call
He says we are the Chosen
And tells us the time will come
“A for time us, my little ones,”
To the heartbeat of the One

We are sons and daughters,
Brothers and sisters,
True or eye and
Brave at heart
Willing to do what must be done
In answer of the One
He says he is the Chosen Son
And that a new world will rise
A time of war, a time of fear
But a blessing in disguise

“Helter Skelter” he cries, “Helter Skelter. 
Helter Skelter”

Upon the world the war will come
The fires will rage and die
Across the world we’ll lead the way
The bright, the true and tried
The children that come at you with knives
Are your children, not mine
And in the coming of the new world
Upon them first we’ll dine

He says we are the Chosen
The ones to rule the world
We’ll free the human race by hand
And watch the truth unfurl
One by one they all will see
His grave, His beauty
His righteous majesty.
He says we are the Chosen
On this true and righteous path
He says we are the Chosen
Better than them by far.

“Helter Skelter” he cries, “Helter Skelter.
Helter Skelter”

From the bottomless pit we’ll rise
A thousand years gone past 
Once ‘blackie’ has ruined the world
We’ll hear their desperate cries
Beyond mortality we will be
And teach ‘blackie’ how it’s done
But them down like amputees
But them one by one

For he says we are the Chosen
And Helter Skelter we’ll bring
He says we are the Chosen
And this is what we sing
A murder here, a killing there
It matters not to us
For all is far in love and war
And we are the Chosen Ones

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