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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Where will tomorrow take us Only God alone can tell A brighter future a cloudless day Or an earthly living Hell How much of its our doing How much is down to me Is the fate laid out before us A future meant to be I know I've tempted fate before At least a time or two Risked life and limb and maybe more I'd risk it all anew Cos life for me's a wonderland A journey to behold A beautiful utopia For the young and for the old Til man exacts his dominance Over everything he can And mortgages each single soul Of every living man A banking led dystopia Indebtedness their aim We're caught here in the crossfire In a costly Rotschild game The year is sixteen ninety four And a deal is on the cards The notes are shilling loudly From the moneylenders bards Twelve hundred thousand reasons Mortgage woman, man and child The deal's been done, the trap's been sprung The laughing Joker's wild The Devil dealt a crooked hand The rules weren't Heaven sent The loans they pays a kingly ransome The bets at eight percent Inflationary stirms prevail Nations drowningbin the flood The odds now stacked in favour Of a deal they signed in blood Now money's just a token The game is truly up Their sleight of hand's been deftly played They fill their debtors cup Human lives collateral As the game stacks in their favour No money's needed anymore The game is theirs to savour Where will tomorrow take us Only God alone can tell The Devil deals in dying folks His deals a living Hell The game's a crooked one we know It's plain for all to see And the fate laid out before us Is down to you and me
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