"The Master's Eye"
I feel like my bones were stolen"The Master's Eye"
When any man or group of men
Turn away from God
Greed comes in along with sin
To discorporate their thoughts
Saying look at all we’ve got
It’s not enough
We must have more for the goodwill
Of our state
Though we abhor the ways of war
We must liberate Kuwait
Or any other state to which we can’t relate
From those whose needs reflect their greed
We really CANNOT wait
I speak of sin in terms of men
Cause women don’t burn our kids
Or bomb a town, burning all around
As rich men raise their bids
It’s not Kuwait’s saddened fate
Its how many we can kill
Their history’s no mystery
They follow Satan’s will
When any man or group of men decides that others die
They follow sin
Yet God looks in
They come under The Master’s Eye
News is good
When Iraqi blood flows at a quickened rate
We see destruction and insurrection at ten and two and eight
And in between more brutal scenes as Satan celebrates
We brag that we lose few men
On our bombing runs
What of little children
And other helpless ones?
It’s not their fault the laws of God lie shattered in the dirt
They know the wrath of Satan’s will and every kind of hurt
If this angers me then God must be reeling in His pain
As His Eyes fall on those that kill for earthly gain
Those who fall under The Master’s Eye
Are already dead
They cannot hide
Their spirits died
When they put themselves ahead of God
To those that come under The Master’s Eye wrapped in their bonds of hate
Let others die as they bleed dry the newly chosen state
When babies die so men can fly and stay so high
On power
The Master’s Eye will judge their lives at the final hour
When we all must come under
The Master’s Eye.
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Sam Hyde
01-30-91
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