Flight of Molech Lyrics

Under these blackened skies clothed in robes speaking ancient cries in the
grove of satanic chants a new world order is in the mists prestigious men write
up its numbers for the masses of endless blunders beholders of the so called
light are plotting apocalyptically in the night gathering annually their
numbers amplify advancing an order that will destroy our kind faces of power
faces of rulers faces of leaders that are plotting control expose thine enemy
secretive bilderberg expose thine enemy satanic bohemian grove expose thine
enemy thieves of the federal reserve destroy them all may divine justice be
served
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