Deep in the dark
They set their stories straight
All of it about nothing
Set, stage, and show.
Sons of the first accuser
They seek to usurp
And supplant
By murder and mayhem
Determined to destroy.
Spending their fury
Spawned of jealousy
And hate
The treasonous viper
And treacherous snake.
Twisted truth
And innuendo
The bigger the lie
The louder they scream.
Paid to lie
And dependent
On graft
Selling us out
For fun and profit.
The enemies
Of freedom
Exposed for all
Advocating oppression
And eventual genocide.
But the conduits
Are closing
And with them
The goods, the cash
And the people.
No longer for sale
And no longer provided
The rope to hang us all
Cut off
And cut short.
Watch them frenzy
As they feed off each other
No longer supplied
With blood
And death.
Flailing about
In feverish desperation
Leveraging every threat
With extreme intimidation.
Eyes bulging with hatred
And saliva dripping
From their teeth
Barely able to contain
Their mania
And their rage.
But God never said
That Satan had a chance
The end from the beginning
Boastful and dead.
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