My life is being turned upside down
Things I took for granted were lies
They were built on shaky foundations
Yet I didn’t hear their evil cries
I thought I was immune to evil
That the devil had passed me by
That somehow, I wasn’t chained down
That my soul was free to fly
But now the fog is beginning to lift
I realise that I have been blind
Sneaky devil has worked his way
Into the hearts of most of mankind
What a deceptive little bugger
All the good things in life are his
Evil is glamorised then normalised
Through his use of people in show biz
For instance, rock music belongs to him
He possesses all the great musicians
In fact, he’s the one that makes them great
They are just a vehicle for his transmissions
Hollywood is of course his theatre
Which goes all the way back to Greece
If you are going to control the population
You must give them an occasional release
At the same time of course, you lead them
To adopt attitudes of increasing decadence
Or you can send them the other way
Get them to focus on transcendence
Either way he has the people all tied up
In knots we don’t even know exist
We think it is normal to find a partner
When we are well and truly pissed
Of course, one partner is not enough
We have the internet to thank for that
All the broken fragile perverts
Who love to show they’re a twat
The baby boomer generation
Thought it was just fine and dandy
To indulge in all the fancy drugs
That got you high and made you randy
They thought they would change the world
Guess what? They were right
The only problem is the world
Is now filled with Lucifer’s light
For instance, the new age movement
Is another trick on the human mind
There is only one way to get to god
It is not a competition to see how many you can find
These are just a few examples
Of how the devil has got our souls
If you don’t believe in Jesus Christ
Then he enters through your holes
So as I said at the start I am not happy
Since I have discovered these things
I don’t want to be reliant on the devil
Or the familiar comfort he brings
But as nearly everything in my life
Has been steeped in his entrainment
It is going to take something special
To help me out of his containment
I just hope that this Jesus character
Lives up to his special billing
As I have more holes than John Lennon
And like the Albert Hall, I need them fastly filling
Then when I am born again
Satan will no longer be a leech
Who knows maybe through the word of god
I will be forced to start to preach
I guess that is why they do it
These preachers who have been saved
They know the power of Christ
Stopped them from being depraved
In the meantime, I am seriously stalling
From committing one hundred per cent
I just hope the rapture doesn’t happen soon
As I will have eternity in hell to lament
Cheers!
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