O lord hear my cry
please give me peace
console my mind
save me from this wretched fate
from this whirlpool of hate
I may got favor from u that
u may bless me and with wisdom
to see thru my enemies plans
to know with thy divine wisdom
and love without prejudice or
judgement
and spread the light of the Christ
through this tortured land
cast out the slavery kings
who wear shining rings
preying upon natives
thought I had favor
apparently natives were the flavor
millions taken across the seas
thine eyes cast angrily at the scene
bodies toss overboard
sickness and hunger were ignored
the slavery kings evil without souls
their hearts hardened like glacial stone
they dreamed of riches beyond measure
the Lord gazing upon them with terrible displeasure
eventually their fate was extinguish and sealed
and the Lord cried
"No more slaves shall ye
kill!"
killing thy good people
let them no longer reignthe christ shall rule
to end this hideous slavery
Let the Slavery Kings Wicked Desires Drool
Be The Shadow's Fools
As The Power Of The Lord Casts Them
To A Fiery Hell, And
Ultimate
Doom...
The End...
© Charles Kemp