Prophecy

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Woe to the author who has unleashed
This darkness into the minds of children
This wicked imagination --

Woe unto the parents who would allow
Their children to read and plant seeds
Of darkness into their fertile minds

Woe unto a generation that would
Embrace these lies of rebellion
Against the Most High God
For rebellion is as the spirit of witchcraft

Lord help us -- when these children grow up
With minds entangled and snared
By a dark messenger who's message is doom
How can they be spared?

They are caught in a snare and not aware
Of the danger that threatens their minds:
The spoiling of the tender vines
Oh Lord how do we rival this foe?

A generation of children
Seduced by the fox
Even now as they grow
Their spirits are rebellious

It's not a fairy tale
Or a nursery rhyme
That's putting these
Children to sleep

Their days have turned to
Knight by the Dark Rider of
Harry Potter who is turning
Their light to darkness

They are caught in a snare and not aware
Of the danger that threatens their minds:
The spoiling of the tender vines
Oh Lord how do we rival this foe?

To save a generation
From the lies of "rebellion
Which is as the spirit of witchcraft"

Seduced by entertainment
Games and pleasures
Too young to understand
How sly the fox is --

Who wants to entangle and
Poison their minds
To become his playing field

They are caught in a snare and not aware
Of the danger that threatens their minds:
The spoiling of the tender vines
Oh Lord how do we rival this foe?


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