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As the sun goes to sleep behind the mountain,
Freaks come out as the settlers close the curtain,
With the natural difficulty to see in the night; things become uncertain,
Hoodrats run in zigzags to make it hard for their seekers to crack their pattern.
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I cannot help but to think of the things we do,
And how they affect the people around us,
If God did not drop the dew,
We would have to settle for dry grass.
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God bless the poor, the depraved, and the recovering addicts,
Lord knows they struggle to enjoy life,
Men get locked in a cage by result of verdicts,
In various cases of crime in which some may include murder with a knife.
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The Son Of The Sun
As the sun goes to sleep behind the mountain,
Freaks come out as the settlers close the curtain,
With the natural difficulty to see in the night; things become uncertain,
Hoodrats run in zigzags to make it hard for their seekers to crack their pattern.
With A large number of stars astrologists can easily decipher planet saturn,
In the dark some are involved in activities inspired by Satan,
Some like myself lift out their burdens to Christ as we are heavy ladden,
Daily some are deflowered as the assumption of marriage calls the pure maiden.
As the sun comes out of the gravel; the darkness is temporarily forsaken,
Except for the daylight robbery that gets the women shaken,
By fear that is so vivid and blatant,
Those who are caught are straightened.
The lord calls for the weak to be strengthened,
Until the sun goes to sleep; the moon is left stranded...
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