Paper Gods
More power than a king
Benjamin on the one
'till our last breath exhaled
the people as loyal as they come.
Fueling riots and revolutions
sparking chaos and wars
they say they fight for freedom
though in the end, they are greedy for more.
"In God We Trust"
the scapegoat they belive
green printed paper incontrol of the world
the Devil is who they please.
A world composed of marionettes
Benjamin in control
they claim they are living
but their souls, already sold.
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