The house on the hill
It shines in sorrow for us
Like the world has gone away
The wealth the country gains
The leaders staying on the hill
They look for their self interests
They take the wealth to share
For the cronies that they have
They tell you that they care
They spin the words crafted to take you away
On the holes you never know
As they laugh right on your face
The house on the hill
When darkness falls in the quiet night
You will hear the chanting of the black witch
She makes it down our path
The shadows dance in our minds
As we toss in our sleep wondering why
The house on the hill.....
It calls us to take her away
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