The Ways of the Heathen
The ways of the Heathen Have corrupted the pedals Of this pure black rose Sex, vanity, and greed shot Into our minds like arrows The ways of the Heathen Have […]
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The ways of the Heathen Have corrupted the pedals Of this pure black rose Sex, vanity, and greed shot Into our minds like arrows The ways of the Heathen Have […]
The ways of the Heathen
Have corrupted the pedals
Of this pure black rose
Sex, vanity, and greed shot
Into our minds like arrows
The ways of the Heathen
Have washed to shore
The hostages of righteousness
Enslaved by the technology of Babylon
Our innocent children’s minds are long gone
Far too many revolutions have been slept on
The ways of Heathen
Broken down into bits by the word sound
Of the Almighty creator
The government is upon his soldiers
He is the legislator
Like an acid made to eat away at the covering
Of his divine covenant
The ways of the Heathen have no place
Within his Almighty governance
Woe to the children who are now lost
In the forest of sexual clue
Open minds clouded without reason
They have no purpose for what they do
Woe to the parent facing the change of time
Soon they’ll realize the system has been built to design
The ways of the Heathen
Shall crumble and fall
Righteousness and love
Shall rule us all
Falling ill to the bitters of swine
The ways of the Heathen
Cured with some boiled pine