A wolf in sheeps clothing
A wolf silently awaitsHiding behind christs pearly gates
A christian he professes to be
He sits in the darkness biding his plight
while sheep in the pastor see the light
He waits for those soo timid and meek
the penniless, the poor and the weak
so unaware of his evil thoughts
his evil stare and darkened eyes
blackmailing his friends to no end
a wolf in sheeps clothing such a fake
he plays them all, like a rolling ball
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