The tricks and deceptions
Deaths on the high rise buildings
The corridors of darkness fall
The culprits hide show up innocence
The rules of the game
It serves the powerful and cronies
The lap dogs bark with snarling teeth
The intimidation of fear of death
The god fearing people
They talk straight no hidden agenda
Right to the score nothing to fear
Even with jail sentence they hold it high
Only the detractors feel afraid
The might of God the fire in His eyes
Once you look you turn into stone
The corridors of darkness the shadows run
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