Trump’s Death Cult: How the Trauma of COVID Fueled MAGA Madness

It’s Trump’s death cult, born in the storm, Fueled by the trauma, when we were all torn.

(Verse 1)

The pandemic hit, the fear took hold,

A million lives lost, stories untold.

But while we mourned, he spun his lies,

Turning truth to dust right before our eyes.

Hypervigilant hearts, broken trust,

They fell into the lies, it became a must.

Fox News blaring, Trump’s every word,

A twisted cult where facts are blurred.