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My Own God

My god has a pleasant voice
That bellows from above
He gives me plenty o’choice
And offers everlasting love
But I’m at war with me
A battle he can’t see

My god is pleasant and benevolent
A god of things good and bright
The path I recently went
Was lit by many candle-lights
But when I took a wrong turn
A hellish fire did my soul burn

We each handle set-backs
In our own, personal way
So often we walk failed tracks
We might as well just stay
But my gods name is Hope
And he always wants to play

Life is but a bad game
Played by drunken gamblers
The master puppeteers name
We chant as he rambles
And disregards the offerings
Faith is an overrated thing




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Publicerad 2010-06-14 11:51



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