Draw Back The Blinds

Forgetting we all originate from a garden divine Each hand offers the other a foregone fatal handshake A Judas's kiss is the closest they'll ever work together Politicians lie through their teeth; it's all about power So take a cold shower and come to your senses If we leave them to lead us blind What do you think will happen to mankind? Open your eyes. Hear their lies. Draw back the blinds while there is still time. Look at all these flames. Look at all the seas; see how they boil and rise Look at all these deserts extending on a breeze With no interruptions to their whispery, fiery tongues It's no surprise then how these serpentine Politicians have no belly for action They have no spine.