Let Freedom Win

I am a man of many years,
I've felt the pain and cried the tears,
I've watched the fall of Gods and Kings,
Who built their walls to keep men in.

I watched as fools who follow trends,
Suffered the loss of common sense,
They gave their lives to God's command,
And let his Generals burn their lands.

There is but one almighty King,
And He is ours, His psalms we'll sing,
You must surrender and comply,
Accept His truth or surely die.

To gain His freedom, sell your soul,
To win His love, fight for His goal,
To earn your passage to His realm,
Prepare to die in His name.

The genocide of freedom's hosts,
Is swept aside by trampling ghosts,
Who roar their battle cries and wails,
Preaching the lies of a God that failed.

Our father's fought as will our sons,
With sword and shield and Gatling gun,
And through the wires and barricades,
They gave their lives, while none were saved.

A harvest sown is a harvest reaped,
We preached our children, their souls bequeathed,
To a mighty Lord that no-one's seen,
In continuous war for the right to deem.

You can't deem truth from behind the lies,
Spilled by the few who send you to die,
Out in their battlefields of greed,
That reap the spoils of human seed.

So spare a thought of selfish gain,
There's but one God, he shares your name,
He is with you, you're one with Him,
Only yourself can, freedom win.