Father of
darkness, heathens are his children
Mother so
heartless, hell is literally her heaven
Sons of tribulation, oppress as the parents
rule
Daughters
of dejection, paddling in the devil’s pool
Music of
the dead, dancing in the edge of insanity
Hands
overhead, clapping to the beats of profanity
Evil they
spread, causing a steep fall of humanity
Peace and
love, a bother to their destructive creeds
From the
skies above, raining chaos on wicked seeds
Descendants
of death, to hell they want to take us
We fight
for breath, praying in the Holy name of Jesus
Sprinkling holy
water, casting away spirits of evil
Black cow we
slaughter, looking for fire sequel
Sacrifice at
the altar, flushing away all upheavals
Leaders gather,
repenting for the sins of their people
“OH, Heavenly
father, please turn it back to peaceful”
-Edwin Onyango
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