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Ghost of the Enemy

File up and stand in line in congregation
On knees begging for divine intervention
From a force born for total domination
Like numb clones freshly born from incubation

Foolish pride made from ignorance
The herding of the sheep
Chained to the iron boot
To beat down defiance

So gather around
With your little one
A wad of money
To secure your place
In heaven

Open wide your hearts
And welcome inside
The ghost of the enemy
Offers he will make
Promise salvation
Under boots of tyranny

Bow before those profits of doom
Awash in sewer filth
Stale wafers of your Christ
Like old kings in their tombs

Perverted old men
Called �Father� by all
Still a man of flesh
Offering false hope
Here on Earth

Open wide your hearts
And welcome inside
The ghost of the enemy
Offers he will make
Promise salvation
Under boots of tyranny

From apes to man, the way of evolution
You hear false words spoken in absolution
Line up, respectfully, for distribution
In the cattle cars for your execution

　　Embrace the lord to your chest
　　And listen to his words
　　So pretty yet so empty
　　Never feel the knife in your back
　　
　　
　　 � � � � � � � .....i will never fall into this trap....