So, it starts, Rook to Bishop three
Smoke and mirrors for all to see
Twin towers sent to heaven
Possibly funded by your brethren?
The Generals battle on a board
These are real people, my Lord!
Three shiny castles on a shoulder
Mass murderer? No, I’m a soldier
As televised explosions settle
Death reins from barrels of metal
Weapons of mass destruction!
Or just green Dollar seduction?
Ethics thinner than it’s printed ink
Too high up too feel the stink
Sleight puppeteers of the Feds
Watching toddlers torn to shreds
Misguided, laser death from the air
Televised apologies just can’t repair
Deadly foes in a nusery school?
Who the hell’ you trying to fool!
Master conspiracies of the FBI
Too many innocent people die
Sudden terrorists all over the skies
Official coffers filled by insane lies
“We will make them pay”
All guided by the lies I spray
Lets not beat around the Bush
International invasion to push
Bin Ladin; what a cover!
Black gold, my only lover
Sacrifice anyone for a barrel
Propaganda in democratic apparel