Hear the angels sing, as demons scream
the realm of the free is but a dream
when you are shackled and led
beaten and bled, but not yet dead
Hear a devilish song, as the angel screeches
all while man stands tall and preaches
do as we say, and we will let you stay
work yourself to the bone, no time to lay
The choir in full voice, monsters howl
just to push us down, they sneer and growl
get on the treadmill, always under the gun
take the money and run, no time for fun
The song sung sweetly yet so sinister it stings
written by a puppet master who pulls the strings
just to tie us up, make us fall, cower and crawl
never once noticing the giant cell walls
Thanks for reading.
Peace & Love.
Kyle.
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