Fleeing from The Sword

It advances every day

In fear of God’s Anointed

Lost in the fray

The mind of sinful man

Fat with graft and greed

Keen to misadventure

Subdue those in need

Dangerous schemes, licentious lust

For you I’ll pray In you I’ll trust

Chained to a stake, I’ll be a good boy

Pull my fetters I’ll dance like a toy

Supplied with diversion, a macabre landscape

Mindlessly stare in a trance-loving state

Barren and senseless while you seize the whirld

Pledge of allegiance, a hag’s unfurled

Goodbye Christianity

Hello, insanity

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