Soldiers marching down our streets.
Fear growing ever deeper.
Agenda hidden by the global elites.
Deals made with the grim reaper.
Forsaken by the ones we trust most.
The truth buried in the lies.
We're in a daze, practically comatose.
This fog will be our demise.
We must wake up and come together.
We've got no time to lose.
Our souls are about to be sold forever.
To live we must choose.
Our enemies are hiding in plain sight.
They've trained us through deception.
Their hope is to win without a fight.
Their support is a misconception.
Their plan's begun its well under way.
Their turning us against each other.
Now is the time it must be today.
Believe me I am your brother.
Copyright © Scott Williams | Year Posted 2016
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