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The Immortal Wize

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lightness in the dark
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The kingdom is coming who will get in
We are all breathing in polluted sin

Darker than night
Run like the disciples when they crucified Christ

Run for the mountains
head for the roof top

we got tired of waiting
looked to a man
our blood waterz a seedless land

"I didn't know"

Voice shouts "I told you so"

Preacher’s say they gone save us
The truth is the Preachers can’t save themselves
Snatching Jesus off the cross soul’s just as lost

Without his body there is nothing holy about this cross
Nothing to show who paid the cost

They can't tame this beast
Come out of that pulpit
It’s time to spit in the streets

Numbers logos, symbols and signs 6 and 9
The number and name of the man

Hood winked, flimflammed and bamboozled

Who is this man?

Coming out of no where
Now here

“He’s over here
“He’s over there”

“He’s not where we are looking”

Slipping under the radar
He rose under our noses

Hood winked, flimflammed and bamboozled

All true soldiers man up
He strikes like the hug of a boa constrictor

The Mark is in his name
Sh*t gone hit the fan

Stand in line

He's just a man who puts his pants on one leg at a time
SIX, SIX, SIX is the sign

Marked to the right hand or
To the center of your dome

Rose three Holy, Holy, Holy

Seven stars, seven headed beast and dragons?
What does this mean?
I cannot imagine this scene

can’t buy nothing can’t make a sale

“WHAT THE HELL”

How do we survive if we do not cosign?
History shows that God takes his time

Hood winked, flimflammed and bamboozled

The left eye in the sky

Rock N Roll, roll the stone away

The time and day when the moon bleeds

Hell breaks loose

Wish to be tucked away in a dirt blanket

When Thy kingdom comes

Hood winked, flimflammed and bamboozled

Roll the dice

Cast the lots

All knees will bow
All tongues will confess

“RUWA”

 

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DAPHNE says:

Compelling... very. I'm getting my priorities in order for sure.

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