PUPPETS

            We are not puppets
            We all have a choice
            To choose our redeemer
            The only true voice
            But who is it speaking
            A dear friend or foe
            What is our purpose
            Where will we go.

            Descended from Adam
            Who ruined our fate
            We follow the devil
            Who's apple he ate
            So now we are headed
            To life without hope
            A hellish existence
            Oh how will we cope.

            We can be clever
            And call on The One
            Who died on the cross
            To defeat satans fun
            He loves us so dearly
            He wants to be part
            Of our resurrection
            Just give Him your heart.