Letras

Oh you untruthful deceptive little machine
You destroyer of the vision and the dream
Turning man away from his highest goal
You’re the least in the kingdom of the lord
Pillager of men’s humble works and deeds
Subtle worker of inequity
Do you know what kinship even means
You gotta be the lowest demon on the scene
Oh you wicked puppeteer
I see your hidden hands… oh dear
Dishing out your shoddy set of wings
Keeping your puppies held on strings
Labeler of people isolater of souls
Spoiling human relations right down to the bone
This might sound a little bit extreme
But to me you’re the worst that mankind’s ever seen
I know you’re a scammer a swindler a schemer
An imposter the antichrist foreseen
You have god’s children locked on your screen
You are the one thing in the world we didn’t need
Oh you wicked wicked puppeteer
Written by: John Ulysses Mitchell
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