The
traitors come in many forms
The
shade of colours parading on the road
The
public may not know the shadows walk
The
traitors can smile and be charitable to society
The
good deeds in many forms
The
way the public see all the times
Behind
the mask of faces on the street
There
are traitors hiding in branded goods
They
will sing praises to the Lord
In
public they run with the pack
Behide
the backdoors who else know?
The
traitors come in many forms
We
can only hope they are afraid
The
Lord who will question them in after life
The
day when they breathe the last
They
better tell the truth before they go
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