As I set though the night
I cry knowing I can’t.
As I set though the night
I wish I could knowing I can’t.
As I set though the night
I remember on thing
Our Lord.
There is someone that can help you and me
Our Lord can.
There is someone that fixes everything
Our Lord does.
There is someone that does things to make them better
Our Lord does.
Everything he does he does for a reason
Our Lord does it
Our lord does everything for all of us.
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Satan is someone that can help me too. At least that's what he promised me. And I knew it was him because he had horns and a pointy tail. Actually I'm not quite sure because he didn't have a pitchfork with him.