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My Country....The Beautiful Beast

Loosen the noose
Of lethargy from around
the neck of this society

America drunk of the junk
There forfathers pirated

In other words...
There is no more sobriety
for the Land of the Free
Most folk are New age slaves
who no longer have the eyes to see

It's only $$ signs
and they weigh...heavily
against the soul of man

As our goverment decieves
inside the tangled web it weaves
Cause soul laundering is in High demand

It's this type of shit
that I
just cant stand!

As layers of who I thought
I was gets peeled
allowing the vulnerable parts
to get revealed

Open wounds inflicted
by the were-children of the moon Smiling Angels
With Fangs...

All covered under the guise
of democracy...
Makes me wonder how freedom
ever rang...

As world leaders..
hold secret meetings
in hooded garments
cause there really
demon breeders...
Soul feeders...
Positive light impeders...

Hell bent seers
designing and undermining
the innocent...
giving them there "stamp"
Of approval

A chip in the hand or the forehead
requires delicate removal
I say..
don't take the mark at all!!!
United We Stand

Written by Firebyrd
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