Conspiracy comfort

Some call me crazy
Some say I’m bizarre
But at least I can say
Who my enemies are

The witches and warlocks
The shamans soothsayers
They’re morphing into
Strong political players

They remind me of whom
I should trust and obey
Who is for and against me
Who will kneel and betray

And after all that is said
After all that is done
The rumors are true
If we haven’t won

‘They’ should never defeat us
Their news is all fake
This conspiracy is comfort
We won’t bend, bow or brake