Ray Wilson

More Propaganda


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Trough a troubled life, an indiferent gaze
a bleeding tortured mind, a failure to amaze

Propaganda man, Propaganda man, Propaganda man

When life's door is closed in your face
and you have taken steps to wipe out all the human race
the wash away the blood from off your soul
let it flow into the promised land of propaganda man

Lies


Writer/s: Ray Wilson