Vermont

Listen forth to a tale of deception and curse

Of the devil in Vermont where he sat unjudged

And witnessed the people who prayed and purged

But his scheme was unhinged not to say too much

And the devil pitched dreams to sell as trust

In exchange for souls, a bargain for lust

Of the people of town who killed and splurged

Turned ashes to ashes and dust to dust

With the fathers in bags and mothers in cuffs

And the kids play alone like they've never been loved

In the town of Vermont which has never been touched

By the hand of God cause its never enough

With treason in sleep to just call their bluffs

And the devil grew deep like elephant tusks

Men drowned in their blood in smell of the musk

But the town grew cold by end of its dusk.

By: Arman Yusuf