Walking down the sands of time
Lucifer was a bud of mine
Came jesus, got him crucified
A lone bystander with his rhyme
Clandestine are the words of mine
Saints,prophets but another child
The lord's plan was superfly
Pitchers empty epiphanys rise
All the martyrs died
Secrets unveil revealing lies
Mother I'm grateful for the life
Even with the fatal lies
Soccer, brew and simplicity
Facing deceit it's still full of glee
Delayed but I apologize
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