The
traitors and Judas Iscariot
Standing
tall wishing each other well
“We
got our prize!
Hidden
numbers on Saturday”
The
moo in the morning
The
clouds grey the wind low
The
atmosphere of fuming sound
Registering
in the people's minds
Now
the zombies walk
They
will not hide for now
Basking
in the glory of the grey sky
The
faces of tainted personalities
Let
them have their day
They
may not survive for long
Karma
will work its way
As
usual everything comes in circle
The
cauldron of fire will lit
They
can't postpone as they wish
It
has to be lighted to show their legal standing
But
it is a always a bad taste
The
traitors and Judas Iscariot
The
hanging tree and flying guillotines
When
the bell tolls in their dreams
They
will scream at their top voices
Is
it worth the price to pay?
Entering
through the illegal way?
The
sins will grow heavy and overload
The
implosion will be their way
Now
let them play
Enjoy
their games of winning
The
axe will fall
On
the traitors and Judas Iscariot
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