GODSPEED PATRIOTS

They hide in cloaks of goodness

In our institutions that protect

With charities to help

Fundraisers to get respect

The worst of the worst are they

Sitting at high tables

Speaking with fine words

With the good and the gracious

But They have no conscience

They hate and not love

They confuse and not teach

And silence when we speak

For the plan is unveiling

As they are brought to the light

They are servants of Satan

Working day and night

So put on your armor

And wield the sword of truth

For the reckoning is upon them

And now we have the proof

Demons walk among us

And that is why we fight

Godspeed, dear Patriots

Make ready and hold tight:

Trust the Plan.