Stripping one of knowledge life is gone.
Sheep skin when it overs the wolf.
Does one if with power ignore what the years have them taught?
Jesus won't come to whom hath spread that.
Knowing they whom profess with their lips of life have regressed.
When the promise again is the cross.
Life is cheap when it's mine you have given away.
Only the difference you choose.
Expecting miracles to those whom can't see.
To be given into a mental hospital or by the government,
locked away to control what's believed.
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