Deep inside the house of white
Elected tools decide our plight
If we live or if we die

Controlling minds, robbing blind
Moral crimes


Beware, false prophets, beware

He'll come in the form of a reverend clown

And tell his flock to gather round
He slays with his tongue
And not a sword

A celluloid jesus, a plastic lord
For your dashboard


Beware, false prophets, beware

He wares a flag of red, white, and blue

An ancient actor with a twisted view
His final picture is final part
His slice of history the war he starts

Blown apart!