been forevea since/
the day before but never agian/
the pain endured acceptin
neglegenece from bed sores/
got me dyin face the courts
lyin wit face to threshin floor
id be lyin say what im face wit
i havent face this before
spendin day feedin of his amazin
endless splendid treasures
just restin in the lord
in essence
its flesh at war wit spirit
its not intellegience yet
world loves contradict the majestic text
and would never support these lyrics
its evident im dead to sin
the best is in store
im crowned wit lord
and what i spit is purtogese to these critics
yet at expense of one whos flesh was torn
my debt was hacked in half
as teh palced c rowns of thrown on beatin brown
like cats nine tails
leaves gashes in his back
beat yet didnt speak out
his flesh was twisted cause a love for
messed up misfits
hung
as spt trickled beat visage
as crowd giggled
blood poured out and trickled
kicked ridiculed
such agony fo rmy forgiveness
such anointing was ointment
that touch gideon when they
debate goin face to face
wit inmate sin fait of intrisicate worldy ways
endless hate begins to dislpay
syptoms of pain lust apoointment
crush touch by hand of god
never a disapoinment
sickness within sickness is cleansed
dont be shiftin friend
or be like shiftin sands
thats camoflague
peace.
your gracious and glorious
and deaths sourc
