Weird Old Voodoo Rituals

Trying to make it all the more clear
While you want me to be something I can't.
So hard to breathe under your rule
And I put a pretty curse,
You fell to your knees
With your eyes wide open and show
As you converse
That your are as ugly and corrupted
As you appear in other's eyes.
One day you'll know that all the garbage you choose
To spout can only make you lose
The war you have so wanted to win
Ever since you were a child.
Didn't you know?
That the business you participate
Is soon to slowly dissipate with every passing
Glance.
I will be watching as you fall to the ground
Because this race to conquer will become
Too much for your closed mind to handle.