"For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against
principalities, against powers, against the rulers of
this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places
Our nation's being driven into the ground
Through the method of inflation and taxation
Where are the true patriots to be found?
Our constitution is facing total elimination
The would be politicians are just a shell
To the true brokers that wield the power
Yet the mouth opens wide its way of hell
And will have its fill in the final hour
Bankers finance every war conflict
Just to keep the profits rolling in
Oh the scam being performed is so slick
And the process is performed again and again
Government's financed by this banking cartel
And they promise all debts will be repaid
This is a scam that goes over quite well
We are the collateral for the promise they made
Removing the gold standard was their scheme
The plan was that of total monetary control
For nothing is what it really seems
Because the politicians have sold their soul
The Federal Reserve is a private corporation
Accountable to not one government official
They've designed the I.R.S. to add to our frustration
And their relationship is mutually beneficial
The banks con the government to instill the fear
And the judicial system carries out their plan
The punishment oftentimes can be severe
Because it's design to totally enslave woman and man
The I.R.S acts as the bankers, agent for collection
By imposing an unconstitutional income tax
But if you did your research and reflect
You'd see this is one reason for the Federal Reserve Act
So now the moneychangers are getting their fill
As the crooked politicians benefit as well
Yet the people are left footing the bill
Just to satisfy the greed of the banking cartel
Written by Ronnie Enoch
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