The double standards crushing democracy
The way the law bends to accommodate
The purveyors of filth seem to be free
There is no hurry to charge them
The law is clearly passed
Why should authority wait for green light?
They had committed it in public viewing
They knew what they were doing
It is the alleged plot
Up to the black mountain
The sharp branches bending low
Whirring echo catching the wayward
The outsources party
People know what they are told
The authority turning one eye
Allowing space for them to brew
The poison cauldron of bubbling potion
It smells so bad people already know
Up to the black mountain the congregation formed
The black smoke rising the chanting begin in earnest
The double standards crushing democracy
The law of the land they bend it to suit them
Leaving the people with sour taste
We have no choice but to change for good
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