Hashem is my friend
But first He’s my Master Supreme
In the blizzard of chaos
Envisage the future in a vivid dream,
How will the pieces fit?
Have I been left in this landscape alone?
Till when will I resist the Sodomite Mafia
But then I hear a crackling of a bone...
An Invisible Hand on the oppressor
Who build palatial abodes with a grin
The source of their cash tarnished with blood
Their accounts not in a bank but a Bin.
Feigning absolute monarchy
Like a crazy dog usurping a territorial zone
When the Heavenly Hand is heavy on some heads
Like a distraught dog do they moan.
There’s a treacherous dog in my lane
With a deceitful button in his hand
Like Moses did he shall be struck like an Egyptian
By his adversary he shall be buried in sand.
Fear is their currency,
They extort the gullible and the simple;
If you can, SHOOT ME IN MY HEAD,
Yes, possibly on my right temple.
Hashem the King of Hosts
Absolute Monarchy lies with the King
The Mafia sent away in filthy body bags
While the children of Abraham joyously Sing.
