Clandestine meetings where Satan dwell
Conspiring in the darkest chamber of hell
Conspiring in the darkest chamber of hell
Promise of filthy lucre, soul ready to sell
Secret projects kept under wraps so well
Nothing in secret that cannot be found
He can dance and he may clown
Animals are easier than men to tame
They
don’t play the deceiving game
Evil men lust for money and fame
Caught
with scandal and shame
Piling up to heaven are heaps of testimony
Of dark high truth he speaks so brazenly
Horrors in his blood filled with dark fantasy
Viciously jealous of Elder he incites anarchy
Viciously jealous of Elder he incites anarchy
A hired gun riding on Calvary horse
Leading spiritual babies out off course
Causing souls to fall under spell and curse
Putting the masses under destructive force
Hard-core fools still hanging on to fight
Blind; they've lost their spiritual sight
Old Goat can run but he cannot hide
Old Goat can run but he cannot hide
He’ll be stripped naked and put to flight
A hireling with a mock key, faking Moses
Conspires with Crow to steal; God disposes
Might as well count your spiritual losses
Come on, wake up and smell the roses
Come on, wake up and smell the roses
Nothing happened yet, so you're embolden
To your evil master, Satan, you're beholden
Blink your eyes, counting up to seven
Touch your heart and look up into heaven
Tell God that His words are just not true
Come what may, you will break His rules
What's looming, the Old Goat has no clue
Scheming for his master like a blurry fool
To your evil master, Satan, you're beholden
Blink your eyes, counting up to seven
Touch your heart and look up into heaven
Tell God that His words are just not true
Come what may, you will break His rules
What's looming, the Old Goat has no clue
Scheming for his master like a blurry fool
Really, there's no pleasure watching you fall
Though we've longed now to settle the score
Not all the seasons can fly high
When the last curtain falls; a final goodbye
You plead to give you one last call
On bended knees you cry and crawl
With you there’s no time to get into a brawl
It's like beating our heads against the wall
The justice of time is really not for us to say
It's like beating our heads against the wall
The justice of time is really not for us to say
No matter how tempting, crime doesn't pay
With patient and trust we quietly pray
Know that every evil goat will have its day
With patient and trust we quietly pray
Know that every evil goat will have its day
Not all the seasons can fly high
A time to laugh and a time to cry
A time to live and a time to die When eyes are closed, know why
Be not overconfident of your strategy
Be not overconfident of your strategy
Hopelessly devoid of any decency
Stopped in the track with tragedy
By then it wouldn't be so funny
By then it wouldn't be so funny
When the last curtain falls; a final goodbye
You can scream you are not ready to die
Begging to return to good you may try
Begging to return to good you may try
Your sob story God's not going to buy
You plead to give you one last call
On bended knees you cry and crawl
But watch out when the hammer falls
A silence so loud you can’t feel at all
SNT Team
