The Cross of Confusion
The cross of confusion
picture the world in truth
but let your soul be wise
cos hypocrites are still born
in our world today
they seize to disappear
cos they got an obligation
it never water a true soul
no wonder they crucify
the good to keep evil alive
now we are confused
nailed with lies on
the cross of confusion
the cross of confusion
picture the world spiritually
you will see the height of evil
it numbers are numerous
it never drop
despite we were given
a holy cross
to uphold and believe
when evil befalls our soul
yet confusion never leaves
our land
either does the strangers
show love to the very cross
we behold for our lost dignitaries
were our fears bleeds Cry's for help
despite our tears drops on the images
on the cross
still confusion never leaves
us alone beholding our obligation
to this strange
cross of confusion
cross of confusion
picture the world in love
no stranger will be an intruder
their will be harmony among
the innocent people
unity will never be a song
while war will fail to be an existence
our own will never be buried young
neither will our grave yard be fill
up with innocent souls
immigration will be less
cos there will be home
for the homeless
this was our dream
a heaven we yain to
build with love
yet this evil strangers replace it
with it a deceitful cross
they played a deep game
on our spirituality
cos now all our hopes
points to
The cross of confusion
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