And the Drumming Gets Louder
unquestioning faith
propaganda sweet like candy
follow me says the lie
Cemeteries buried with good intentions
And the Drumming Gets Louder
Knowledge is taught wisdom is not
The sweet taste of candy turns sour
When God is played like a juke box
But He can't be bought many have tried
And the Drumming Gets Louder
I wonder why for power
For the history books and a statue
I sigh and then I cry
so I can laugh at the lie
and I wonder why so many
follow me says the lie
Yet the drumming gets louder and louder
When God is played like a juke box
but He can’t be bought many have tried
Frank Black Blacharczyk
Copyright © Frank Black Blacharczyk | Year Posted 2025
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