The Betrayed
(Tune: My love is like a red, red rose)
We live beneath a grand pretence,
The rulers mock the ruled.
The mask has slipped so much makes sense
And now but few are fooled.
Let us end the strain and doubt,
See promises are kept;
Let us now throw deceivers out
For too long we have wept.
We wept to see this slow decline;
To see our proud land fall.
Let us throw out deceiving swine,
Rally to Freedom’s call!
We are not free when ruled through lies
But slaves of foul deceit;
So now it is that Freedom cries:
“Throw out each sneak and cheat”
We’ve lived beneath this grand pretence,
Where rulers mocked the ruled.
The mask has slipped now all makes sense;
We’re not here to be fooled!
Be gone now all of this deceit
“Throw out each sneak and cheat”
© Trevor Morgan, 14 April 2019
From: “The Children of Gewis”