Sunday, November 30, 2003

Malediction -- A song

The judges sat outside the law
and in their pride no evil saw
In setting teeth to Satan's jaw
And feeding him our children

A curse a curse the law it cries
A curse a curse on mankind's pride
A curse on him who would deny
God's image in mankind

When viewed in terms of cost and ease
An unborn child is a disease
A holocaust seen fit to please
Our own convenience

Torn from out their mother's womb
Denied the sky, denied a tomb
Conceived in lust to their own ruin
A sacrifice to pleasure

A curse a curse their blood cries out
A curse a curse the heavens shout
A curse on him who dares to flout
God's image in mankind

The doctors with their blood red hands
who love their money more than man
With greed their god they lay their plans
The butchers of mankind

Oh rid us of this evil Lord
And turn our hearts by cross or sword
Our nation cannot long afford
to live beneath your anger

A curse a curse upon their heads
O, save them Lord or slay them dead
And fill our country with your dread
And turn away your anger
Lord turn away your anger

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