Free the Lord
Free the lord
Keep my soul and heart
Spirits arise from the sword
Swinging sharpely from left to right
May it be stabbed in the battle
Fight for freedom
Keep it strong
The pressures on
Lightning strikes
The Thunder maddenly awakens
She is the devil
That Witch can possess
I fall as I bleed to the ground
You are no picture to me now
She has bitten into the apple of my eye
Physically she has taken control of me
With her shapely god-gifted body
Emotionally I am guily.
By Sue Bugow
Copyright © Susan Bugow | Year Posted 2005
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