Play Ba'al

It's all good, being a pagan, but Beware those who're praying to Satan Witches got burned alive for even stating his Name, or praying to his image, so graven Most remain scared to talk like stage fright Ignoring coincidence like gang signs Never forget nine/11, hide in plain sight It's no theory, conspiracy means game time Worship sex, death, pain and cheddar Forgive no one, neither debts nor debtors Believe in darkness, destruction and terror, yet Anything Ba'al can do, God can do better One makes, the other takes a lot One is transparent, the other shakes the spot One sews and grows the other makes rot One serves and protects, the other is like a cop A feel, parting words of the brother Bush Cloned once or twice since, he died of bad fish Five years later, put him in the ditch, and Watch his kids get served for crimes that were his Jeb about shitted his pants watching dad Pass right in front of his eyes while they held hands Laura asked, wtf, is that a fact? Junior replied, yep, it it ma'am Then Kennedy said, I've arrived Twenty years since the day they thought I died Hidden, living in the light Until the time was right to come back outside Ba'al is finished, one less devil The cabal is diminished, thanks to the Rebel alliance of Christ and moral hybrids Shining brightness on demons eating my kids Never again, not on my watch Read between the lines like triclops They say, no therapy or kind talk, can Heal their taste for flesh, so why not chop Heads off, of all and any satanists? Claiming freedom of religion, save it prick Your kind should mind the ways of the fist Especially when the lord holds the sword within my grip I'm a Christian, but not Catholic Nine out of ten times, I'm a pacifist, but Once the tipping point goes past this shit Is J-Toth gonna have to stab a snitch?