I implore each of you to study your heart,
to where would you go, if forced to suddenly depart?

What will you do, what will you take,
think you'll just casually evacuate?

The enemy has enjoyed centuries his plans to make,
and with numbed mind you'll participate.

Allow the devils vision, you and yours mimic,
demonism, satanism, swimming, there is no limit.

Nudity becoming merely common, the norm,
unstable men, seek like women to live in their dorm.

Rebellion is a popular trait,
children popularly imitate.

Their attitudes, mode of dress like demons,
dressed shamefully, men and women.

Like witches to school they go dressed in 'goth,'
paled skin; fingernails, eyes, hair, black; wearing black cloth.

Gathering in circles of candles and satans' star,
worshipping satan, staying just under radar.

Singing and rapping songs not fit to hear, acting tough,
vulgar language, can't seem to get dirty enough.

Logos of every kind and nature,
with your souls you so readily wager.

As you purchase and never consider,
the voice of warning, barely a whisper.

His call, His yearning, you so casually push away,
never considering coming soon a pay day.

When the time comes for the hostile takeover,
your life as a parent, an individual, is over.

Your life they will seize,
do with you as they please.

Nothing left but to fall on your knees,
hopeful of the chance to utter your pleas.

Don't expect to get away with your life,
words can't explain the coming strife.

The mark you will gladly take,
to the beast, self ingratiate.

You'll not be happy that's for certain,
at the result of the Fall Of The Curtain.