East to the West
Only Sons rest
Rich still stress
Know which Yes
About God’s peace,
I chose this place
Money is just grease
We build up grace

Storms and fire, voices churning lava
Where’s the point when points are pointing at ya
Darkness whispers, Love and Bitters, gulp!
Fingers lacing, sync the guillotine
Close my eyes and pray instead of gulp
Grateful being a great fool for the King

Phiofetsu blood
Wine baths and Word
God reigns above
He looked down with love
And I heard his words
“Prince among of my swords,
This heart of yours
Is my abode
I chose you long
Long long ago.
Sit, arched in joy,
As the rains deploy”

…as the rain deploy.

The Niel
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