the evil ways in its soul

The layers of a cake

A political party wants to taste it all

It doesn't want to share even give away

It wants to stay to siphone off wealth

The evil ways in its soul

Once it tastes the honey

It doesn't want to go

No matter how many pushes

When its organ speaks

It always riddles with lies

There is no truth to its claim

It speaks in fork tongue

It reminds the people

Of how Adam and Eve fall

For the serpent speaks in fork tongue

The serpent wants them to sink of sins

So it is with this political party

It wants to sink its teeth in sins

The temporary power it tastes

Eventually it will be its own doing

Now the time has arrived

The knocks have cracked the walls

Its leaders are still breeding bad vibes

They will get the knocks pieces to the ground

Along its way of its existence

The wind will blow it way

The dust of sins, greed and corruption

It will become a story of history