Pile of Bones

Pile of Bones

Tis a lil’ story ’bout Jim Jones,
Only thing left is a pile of bones,
Easily deceived in the age of lies,
Everybody wanted pie in the sky.

The names might change,
But the grift is the same.
Fear controls,
Manipulation reigns.

Disinformation on your screen,
Look at us all, little fiends.
Pick a side but you’re still wrong,
Everybody’s singing different songs.

It’s a massacre of the largest kind,
Unlike any other you’ll ever find,
Won’t ever be in the history books,
But that doesn’t acquit the crooks.

The names might change,
But the grift is the same.
Fear controls,
Manipulation reigns.

Isolation, lock it down,
Red hot sun, sweating brows,
Obey, die, or choose to fly,
Nowhere to go in this lie.

Sip the spike little tike,
Jonestown, Jonestown!
Is this what we’re like?
Jonestown, Jonestown!
Believe in the cause,
Jonestown, Jonestown!
Nothing is lost…
Jonestown, Jonestown!

The names might change,
But the grift is the same.
Fear controls,
Manipulation reigns.

Tis a lil’ story ’bout Jim Jones,
Only thing left is a pile of bones,
Easily deceived in the age of lies,
Everybody wanted pie in the sky.

When death sentences become mandates,
It’s time to question your own fates.
When death sentences become mandates,
It’s time to control your own fates.

Sip the spike little tike,
Jonestown, Jonestown!
Is this what we’re like?
Jonestown, Jonestown!
Believe in the cause,
Jonestown, Jonestown!
Nothing is lost…
Jonestown, Jonestown!

Author: Dark Confessional

A life of experience through the eyes of a hardened soul. The confessions that follow are sometimes best served with whiskey. Join me as I find purpose for the turmoil within.

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