Getting Old

We'll bring peace and security
We'll put an END to poverty
WE will WE will WE will, not God
This is how the people talk.

But not everyone,
Not everyone.

Don't talk of Jah
Not here, not there,
Don't talk of God
Hardly anywhere.
So trust and hope
Go out of place,
And men bow down
To the image they've made

Supported by the lies
Supported by gold
By priests, pop stars, and politicians
It sure is getting old.

Aren't we doing fine
In this info age?
All these "know it alls"
On computer pages
So self-impressed
With techno power
That they'll taunt God
In this final hour.

Much media
Is in the hands
Of the deadly
Enemy of man
Whose contrived lies
And Devil's tricks
Mislead masses
To 666.

Supported by the lies
Supported by gold
By priests, pop stars, and politicians
It sure is getting old.

Global scenes
Pull on heartstrings
Sick ones starve
On TV screens
While million-dollar
Bombs explode
But we don't need God
We're still told.

Yet see how Satan
Works this plot
He's stirs the troubles
That we've got
Then makes it seem
Like God won't help
So men must fix
This mess themselves.

And it's

Supported by the lies
Supported by gold
By priests, pop stars, and politicians
It sure is getting old.

Pressure's on
To conform
Though God's having
This whole earth warned
To obey him
Stand on his side
And not put faith
In a system of lies.

Man in rags
Knows what it will take
For GOD's Kingdom
He humbly prays.
His way condemns
Ungodly men
And he's glad that soon
Problems will end

That have been

Supported by the lies
Supported by gold
By priests, pop stars, and politicians
It sure is getting old.