The Devils Discord
When darkness falls, when night prevails
And moonlight alone, walks with me
Will Faith go astray, or will God lead the way
In the Den of the Holy See
Will these strangest of times that we live in
Lead to unwritten laws that do harm
Will greed and the needs of the elitest few
Lead to comfort in Gods open arms
When death rears its head and ugliness shows
When apostolic flame can’t incite.
Priests wielding pistols, holy water within
Two metres away, practice Rites
Our Faith dies a death, once it’s needed
Creates a new ordered zeitgeist
Though we serve at the altar and eat of the flesh
And drink of the blood of Christ
Science demands to be proven
What the scientists fail to believe
Takes God from the lips of the peoples
Implantation of doubt in ‘Gods Seed’
Social media induced, arguments dispel
A World that is lost in discord
The Church doors are closed in the faces of those
Who have served in the name of the Lord
When nothing remains, but your Faith
You instinctively know what is right
Sympathy for the devil, overrules all the rules
Angels doubt! In the midst of the fight
When all that is left is all that is needed
When no reason nor logic remain
Exalted on high in the Devils discord
Then nowt but your Faith shall remain!
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