Dictatorship Delusion

If death is what the people fear Then give them beer For if religion Is truly opium for the masses Then empty there glasses And withhold there bread Until the starving succumb And they finally understand That it is I Who hold there lives in my hand So if it is God they truly seek And they do not wish to meet there maker Then they better start praying to the undertaker And just to be clear incase there is any confusion That is me There 1 and only God on earth If they want to prolong there stay any further Man who fear's no God Fear's no divine retribution For him there is no hell So what the hell The devil may care And he doesn't share He is the Opium The Father of a submissive nation Who stoke his innermost desires To make hey while the sun shines On his throne of demented divine crime That lines the pockets of tax chest's That remain a king upon there throne Of thorny brow and sleeplessness nights That what he has taken by force of foe The streets of blood blackened thick No 1 dare challenge Under fear of death The stricken cower Knowing yet this common man Is flesh and blood And 1 day 2 will die Only to replaced By another unhinged reprebate Who will replicate The power cycle Caught up in the mantle mire Of head of state Kneel before me I am all