The
Devil laughs
When
you close your eyes and listen
The
many bad souls to pick
Enriching
his pool of slaves!
The
sharing of burden
Many
have forgotten to carry
Passing
the buck seems the story
Leaving
the doors wide open
The
police state seems the day
Working
under orders the police run
Instead
of standing alone and decide
Under
the thumbs the chains in their minds
The
Devil laughs
He
counts the numbers in his bag
It
is a good business
The
pool of sins he can manipulate
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