“Satan’s Puppet”
Clean your whistle off
call your followers in like so much cattle
they hang upon your every word
the lies and alibis that are paper-thin
their fragile minds cannot see behind
the puppet that you are
and look upon the one pulling the strings
he’s got the reigns in one hand and a gun in the other
its barrel is smoking and his victims are growing
give me a new reason to hate you come on Georgey boy
you know you want to just shun away all the free thinkers
anti-art and anti-love your soul is as black as your intent
you must have struck a deal with some coffin man
because he is getting filthy rich on your new plan
stutter out your deceit in broken English
yeah it’s got to be tough to speak with a serpents tongue
coil your venom-laden hand around us and squeeze squeeze
suck the life from this place and deploy your grenadiers
your factory for making them runs on mothers’ tears
clean your whistle
because I’m going to dip it in cyanide and see if you’ll die
cut off the head of the beast and watch his empire fall
crumple down to rubble in the sand
no we wont bury your body when you’re gone
I can guarantee a melted corpse at the bottom of the sea
strings still attached to body and mouth
strings still attached to body and mouth
wrap them around your head and watch the devil turn blue
choke the air from your lungs and your sick mind
hand me your wires
and I will guide you
to a .45 that you can swallow
a .45 that you can swallow………..
 
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