Wakefield’s Wake
Awash in
belief and superstition, the grip of the Inquisition
Incantate
and close your eyes to block your mind
If you
hope and deny, it’ll all be lined
Alas, the
derangement of The Enlightenment
Aristotle’s
child, the method to the moon
Assisted
by Newton, they
traveled and returned
Political
will crashed in the jungle of blood
Suffer
science, its better to believe in the flood
Comfort
and fat makes lazy the fact
As the
body goes so the mind stirs fear to act
Liberty requires courage and bravery
Batten
down reality and make vaccinate depravity
So once
again rises disease and the Dark Ages
Bleed the
child and kill the cat for its bad nature stages
Let
feelings become leanings and emotions a devotion
Revert to
the druids’ oak and mistletoe magic potion
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