COVENANT

  

( MAN )


Look at me 

I’m a picture of shame

I fell from the wall

I broke my frame

I lost my game

I lost my fame

My baggage is lost

That  I couldn’t even claim

I’m biting my hands

I have no one to blame

I tried to pray

But  it was not the same


“Graveyards are full of inevitable people “
( GOD ‘S AWNSER)

Yes look at you 

Who’s talking

You forgot who you were

Flesh and blood made by clay

You lost the game

The one you didn’t play

Lost your fame ?

You were just a needle in the hay

You sold your soul for a name

You have become the devils prey

I gave you a chance

But you ran away

You wanted to pray

when your black hair turned grey

Oh, mankind

You have too many plans

For your shorter stay

YAZ

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