Mind Control

you will do what you are told until the very rights to you are sold Satan has a grip hold on your thoughts yet we have come to far not to turn back now why look behind when your hand's on the plow the system is rigged and your in on it some times I feel like I'm a piece of **** you were born in the gutter & your mother was a whore we need to put God's armor on that will settle the situation instead we like to vegetate on a long awaited vacation Big Brother maybe watching but I'm still not buying got food to eat like fish for frying why should I dismiss this earthly bliss with a time well spent in thought once this life is over your soul can't ever be bought have you forgot homeboy does thin a lot many win the Academy Award but they don't deserve it the lover in life is not the sinner the less that you give your a taker there's a dozen of pots in my sink give me time to think time to soar to reach heaven's door soar to parts unknown or else you will be stuck at home all alone many are addicted to vice in *********** but that never stopped me for pursuing excellence with all of my might so out of sight got people out in the street with viscous fangs that bite dripping blood off side they always try to run away & hide from inside there's the voices inside my head a face filled with lead the angelic conclaves of blood soaked creatures with hideous features take a good look inside we have nothing to hide stand your ground from Satan's call the know it all someday you will find his people in a ditch with feverish pitch darkened eyes with tombstones in their brains zombie creatures from Hell below with tempers of fire blown in its fullest desire you evoke fear as your leader we need to start to take are thoughts captive & dismiss what is evil some are being caught in the middle like a basketbal dribble no this is real life son many moments may not turn out to be fun still you play the one last string that you have been dealt put that other book on high right back on the shelf he comes to kill, steal & destroy what's my one last chief aim & ploy keep your head in the sky and never fall prey to ever believe the lie