01-22-2018, 09:37 PM
this is the voice of one crying in the wilderness
listen to the man whimper like a pup
his robe is rags, his hands are covered in stings
he dips his hands into the river, hoping for a miracle
he wants to make the river straight
he wants to build a dam and a canal
the first to give power, to supersede fire
the second to prepare the way for his lord
his head on a platter, his body in a ditch
the king full of fear, the daughter of lust
a city rises in the wilderness
it smells like wet dog
listen to the man whimper like a pup
his robe is rags, his hands are covered in stings
he dips his hands into the river, hoping for a miracle
he wants to make the river straight
he wants to build a dam and a canal
the first to give power, to supersede fire
the second to prepare the way for his lord
his head on a platter, his body in a ditch
the king full of fear, the daughter of lust
a city rises in the wilderness
it smells like wet dog