The
art of confusion
It
is always the mind
Once
the evil takes hold
The
mind will be left in the maze
Everyone
will see
But
there is no understanding
It
breeds nothing but the robotic minds
It
stays by pushing buttons
Look
it is still the mind
It
makes the way to the end
The
evil breeds the corrupted souls
“You
help me I help you” gig
It's
the power to the throne
Make
no mistake the corrupted ones will not go
They
will make all kinds of promises and lies
To
confuse the issues to corrupt the mind
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