A Message To The Ill Lyrics - Singles - Bliss

[Verse 1: Bliss] 

I got a message for the wicked before I lose transmission 

Satellites, they might decode it, and then try to dismiss it 

It's sad to say, the least, but most wouldn't listen 

Call me liar, call me heathen, while they snatch up your [?] 

You're not a human, you're just cattle, and roamin' the pen 

Send you to the slaughterhouse; wise house, let us in 

Partners in the brotherhood, you devils created sin 

Use celebrities as gold caste to get you to worship them 

Use the owl as your mascot, tryin' to find a way to pass God 

But your powers wouldn't last long, corporate slaves to the cash crop 

Bleed us to the last drop, then send us to the grass plot 

Slowly, killing my seeds; steady bringin' disease; if not physically, then mentally 

Playing to seize; not thirty-three, they take it to the ninety degrees 

Death-wish to your flesh, it's a royal decree 

British ain't a culture, it's a contract of man 

Sell you all the lies in the world to kill off Pakistan 

Chimera's all in your vaccines to kill off your children 

And Bill Gates thwarting the plan, while you pay for the mission 

Fluoride is in the water, to keep you dumb and sterile 

Same shit that's in Prozac, our planet's in peril 

They don't want a cure for cancer, they just want you to die 

Think they care about us people? Wake up, it's all a lie 

The great deception and oppression, master-slave dialectics 

Aliens divide and conquer, they just try to misdirect it 

I'm reflecting on my path, cause it's a road less traveled 

Just follow the money, and watch, the curtain unravel 

Don't let the pagans fool you, cause they worship Kabbalah 

Popes don't follow the Bible, they don't love God at all 

The thirst for power's evil, the wolves in sheep's clothing 

Revelations in real, cause they carrying out the notion 

Genocide of the masses, it's us versus them 

Pick up [?], check the Georgia Guide-stones, five-hundred million 

It's not a conspiracy theory, it's written in blood 

Sacrifices in the war-zones over oil and drugs 

Except the altar's now a battlefield, covered in slugs 

Next thing you know, the illness is on monkeys and bugs 

They almost had us with the Plague, but we had to survive 

Funny how it was Doctor Nostradamus who prophesized 

It ain't one, but many, Anti-Christs 

Demons lurk on every channel; sell your soul to that device 

And if you trust in God, then why's the pyramid on the dollar bill 

And symbols on corporate logos and magic sigils 

I see it all unfolding, thanks to inbred reptilians 

This matrix is all fixed, to kill off civilians 

And in the end, the devils will lose, just look for the clues 

Be strong my brethren, and don't let them confuse you 

You know who you should pray to 

Spread the message worldwide, and know the true God will save you 

Don't let them enslave you; you know who made you.. 

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