The devil has spoken
Knock on the doors of darkness
and wait for the devil to speak
His forked words are made of gold
Worshipped by the rich blind sheep
The master yells: I shall eat three cows
Slaves must obey and bring him the meat
The people pray 'may god fill your tummy'
For poor hungry kids are dying to eat
The devil is smiling, why shall not he?
His wishes fulfilled by the rich blind sheep