The Lords of HELL on capitol Hill
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“The Lords of Hell on Capitol Hill”
(Verse 1)
I rode into Washington on a storm-black night,
Thunder in the distance, no mercy in sight.
Marble steps shining, but the air smelled of blood,
And the flag in the wind looked stained with flood.
(Verse 2)
The guards stood silent, their eyes like coal,
Pistols on their hips, but no human soul.
I walked through the doors where the saints once kneeled,
And I saw the true masters, their fate revealed.
(Chorus)
Yeah, the Lords of Hell sit high on the Hill,
Writing every law with a butcher’s quill.
Lucifer smiles in a suit and tie,
Cain takes the roll call, Mammon counts the lies.
No angels sing, no prophets speak,
Just a Senate of demons and a House of the weak.
(Verse 3)
There was Beelzebub chairing foreign affairs,
Buzzin’ like a fly ‘round the corpses there.
Leviathan ruled the waterways deep,
Drownin’ the poor while the bankers sleep.
(Verse 4)
Asmodeus in chambers, lust in his grin,
Selling backroom deals in exchange for sin.
And old Belial laughed from the gallery seat,
“Every oath you swore is just meat for me.”
(Chorus)
Yeah, the Lords of Hell sit high on the Hill,
Writing every law with a butcher’s quill.
Lucifer smiles in a suit and tie,
Cain takes the roll call, Mammon counts the lies.
No angels sing, no prophets speak,
Just a Senate of demons and a House of the weak.
(Bridge 1)
Underneath the floor, the marble cracked,
A furnace roared and the sky turned black.
They swore on the Bible, hand on flame,
But the words they spoke were the Devil’s name.
(Verse 5)
They don’t debate, they don’t argue long,
Just pass the chalice and sing Hell’s song.
Every vote is bought with a soul in chains,
And the record’s sealed in eternal flames.
(Verse 6)
I saw children’s cries used as currency,
The widows’ tears sold for policy.
The blood of the workers paved the street,
While the demons laughed and poured their drink.
(Chorus)
Yeah, the Lords of Hell sit high on the Hill,
Writing every law with a butcher’s quill.
Lucifer smiles in a suit and tie,
Cain takes the roll call, Mammon counts the lies.
No angels sing, no prophets speak,
Just a Senate of demons and a House of the weak.
(Bridge 2)
The President bowed, the judges too,
Every general signed their soul anew.
No constitution, no people’s right,
Just a covenant carved in eternal night.
(Verse 7)
And I heard the voice of the serpent say,
“This land is mine till the Judgment Day.
Your prayers are whispers, your hope is thin,
You can’t vote out the Hell you’re in.”
(Outro – Spoken like a preacher growl)
So if you wonder why the wars don’t cease,
Why the hungry starve while the rich find peace—
Don’t look to Heaven, don’t blame God’s hand,
The Lords of Hell are the law of this land.
(Chorus – last time, low and grim)
Yeah, the Lords of Hell sit high on the Hill,
Writing every law with a butcher’s quill.
Lucifer smiles in a suit and tie,
Cain takes the roll call, Mammon counts the lies.
No angels sing, no prophets speak,
Just a Senate of demons and a House of the weak. #spirituality #history #poetry #fiction #music
er’s quill.
Lucifer smiles in a suit and tie,
Cain takes the roll call, Mammon counts the lies.
No angels sing, no prophets speak,
Just a Senate of demons and a House of the weak. #Satan #Demons #outlawcountry
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