11-11-2018, 04:20 AM
Blood is poured,
into this cup of sacrifice.
News comes out,
I see that blood is mine,
and a boy I'll never know
who appears in the shadow
of God's house.
Singing song of praise,
next to the devils glenn
a brick fortress.
Forgiveness is earned,
hell is won.
into this cup of sacrifice.
News comes out,
I see that blood is mine,
and a boy I'll never know
who appears in the shadow
of God's house.
Singing song of praise,
next to the devils glenn
a brick fortress.
Forgiveness is earned,
hell is won.
Only one thing is impossible for God: To find any sense in any copyright law on the planet.
--mark twain
Bunx
--mark twain
Bunx