There is a flaming coal
On the river of my soul
Kindled from the depth of hell
Wherein all men once fell
My mind is lost for this fire is dark
Kings against kings-a fierce battle raging in my heart
Who shall I join for they all have their mark?
I feel a great whirlwind of believes tangling up like a mat
I now work in favor of my fear
The brutal animal that makes us wallow in tear
But the real waters, one day shall flow to me
And an opposition out of the sea
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