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
Anon's Record 