A genius in the art of deceiving
An impostor lives on
With the voices of the world, nestled deep in his pocket

They speak only for him
As he draws out the madness of these times
The armed masses, in their lock-step defiance

A true peddler of panic
With an arsenal of lies
“Home crumbles before your eyes
As the desperate take flight, from the fires of their own ”

He coddles the enraged
Till they swell with satisfaction
With the fantasies of far-ago times
“Oh how, we’ll be great once again”