The Domestic Terrorist - The World In His Hands

“THE WORLD IN HIS HANDS” 09 May 03

The stream rose from the manhole vents
As she packed her bag for work
On TV, the silent image of the President
Went ignored as she thought about her boyfriend

The buildings that rose from the desert sand
And the souls that faced the final test
Four gamblers waited and checked their hand;
As all were condemned as unholy and decadent

On a Tuesday morning, as empires fell
We all waited and fumed about the train
Don’t worry, it’s only the Apocalypse
We’ll still make it to work on time

thou shalt not kill, or whatever God said -
It went ignored by the stupid in command
The President incoherently raised a tattered flag
And made it better by invading Iraq

He had the whole world in his hands
He could have World Peace or Jihad
He wondered about good or bad
And decided the prophecy must be met

We’ve got almost everything we want
So I can sleep at night
And Thanks to the Internet
I’ve found my Russian mail order bride

I’ve been offered big monster tits
And Viagra for free
Whereas the only thing we need
Is World Peace.

But the President decided for me
The World is at War
The prophecy must be made
Is that extinction knocking at the door?

So he addressed the nation on TV :
“the great thing about democracy
is that you can bomb anyone you like
and kneel before God feeling justified”

He held the fate of the world in his infant hands
The power for World Peace, or Jihad,
The prophecy must be met
The price was one we all paid

She worries about her boyfriend
As the four horsemen arrive
God’s plan must be made true :
And only the cockroaches will survive

And creation will be deposed
In just one week mutation will improve -
The humble insect
Will be ruler of the world

Our politics will be forgotten
So will all our world
So it shall be written
So it was done

The human race is run

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