The world of the
little devils
They are running wild
with glee
They think they
can’t be caught
Breaking all the
rules
You hear and read
About the false
prophets
They came with
their bag of gold
Once you sell your
soul you will be hooked
Look around us
We see the little
devils
They stand tall
shouting loud
They think they are
gods
They forget there
is a reason
Let the people feel
the pain
Once the people
realize it
Gold a life of
misery
The time isn’t far
away
The quick sand will
take the little devils away
They haven’t known
it yet in their minds
They think they can
tell their lies
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