Casa de rouge

You don't wanna you don't wanna be like that
Even you did some silly things in the past
No, you don't wanna, you don't wanna be like that
I hope you will follow your rightful path

They are building a new order  and worshiping the powers for salvation
But same time they are killing innocent people for greed
Destroying towers
All for a plague made up for domination
See the Vatican, Nasa ect. and all the rest are no more than a servant of the casa de rouge

Elitist, mentalist, sadistist, facistist, egoist, racist
fucking whatever tiny ballist
All corrupted and raping the holy word
Planting seeds of poison
Feeding of energy from the masses
Declearing a lie by changing the story
It's all poisonous, poisonous
See, they are trying to feed the snakes tail for chaos

Where fear is absent the holy shows
But where fear is ruling there is nothing but the slaves
Ignorance is the veil of the masses
And the masses are the ones that eventually do the killing

They hail to the sieg without knowing its origin
The red beast keeps playing with it's puppets and laughing in it's grid
And the show has it's own false prophets
Know that the true uncorrupted word will never fail to lie
And in the end the mockinbird is still gonna fly and die
The homie and Larry are not the new born messiah to carry
See there is a point in the wholeness and it's vary

The messiah is truly a savior but if you read between the line
There is no need for ego feeding
Fear based anything is nothing more than a mindfucking power game
There is one in us all but it's a personificed version that is you
There is a reason why you are you
And nothing will change that truth
You become me and I become you
First we really have to understand what the messiah is all about

You don't wanna you don't wanna be like that
Even if you did some silly things in the past
No, you don't wanna, you don't wanna be like that
Fuck this hell of lies take my hand
Let's follow our chosen paths

Salvation is where we are heading at
They can keep their nasty lies and do their silly black witchcraft
In the end the dead will drop dead
Yes, with their own corrupted math
And the beast will no more wear colour red on its hat
He who laughed first shall laugh last
It is too late for the liars to mind the self-created gap

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