For the heat of Amazon
Firing the ark
Feinging the heart.
We laugh to the butcher
Who was drunk at April
In between the white is black coal
But wait for Monday manners.


Pharisees
Crying for fair flowers
In the farm , they sleeps like dogs
Mad for no reason
Lover of respect and worshipers
Them heating the anger of poors


The mad man whipped for the truth
Courage to end the lies.
So the actually want to shut the mouth.
They don't love Truth.


When they say ham
Cursed by Noah
Immediate naked tongue
Hurting the throat
Counterfeit and fake smile.

How the white sheep
Set to teach the Egyptian pyramid
They want to wake history
They never appreciate
In the year of king grains
Feeding the lies to people.



How the black sheep fall
For the white sheep
Who believed to come
With anointing
But they sacrifice back Lamb
With humility.


For the white sheep
In our relatives blood
We are looking for
Anchor.
For the white sheep
Who believed they help
But yet crushed the black
We are the doves.



For many Alexia
Waiting to hear
For the bad occurrence
There is libertine
Here lies the presient
Who felt the water
The air and the fire
Moving spiritually
Have seen the wood
Cutting the big tree.









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