Letter Seventeen
SUCKERS WERE NEEDED
TO KEEP THE GAME ALIVE.
HUNDREDS AND THOUSANDS
OF INNOCENT DIED.
THOSE IN CHARGE
CONTINUED TO LIE.
THOSE WHO SUFFERED
BROKE DOWN AND CRIED.
A MAN MADE VIRUS
THAT CAME ALIVE.
STOLE THE LOVED ONES
OF THOSE WHO CRIED.
THERE'S ONLY ONE QUESTION
THAT QUESTION IS WHY.
WHAT DO THOSE IN CHARGE KNOW
AND THE MEDIA HIDE.
IT WAS ALL ABOUT MONEY
I BELIEVE IS WHY.
WHEN JUDGEMENT DAY COMES
THEY CAN'T DENY.
IT APPEARS AS A CRIME
THAT'S REALLY QUITE BOLD.
IT CAME FROM A NOTION
THAT'S REALLY QUITE OLD.
A PLAN OF HATRED
THAT HAD TO UNFOLD.
SMELLED OF DARKNESS
AND ANCIENT MOLD.
SOMETHING I WOULDN'T
DARE EVEN HOLD.
WAS PURCHASED FOR ONLY
A BAR OF GOLD.
NO ONE KNOWS
BY WHOM IT WAS SOLD.
TILL THEN MY FRIEND
STAY OUT OF THE COLD.
DON'T BELIEVE EVERYTHING
YOU'RE BEING TOLD.
LIFE IS FANTASTICALLY GREAT
SO ENJOY GROWING OLD.
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