Ambassador
HE comes before the world
To engulf their confused minds
With a long life message
Son of the unknown worshiped
HE was cut by flash but his wounds soon to evaporate into the mist of the wind
The blood tripping from HIS striped body
Onto the white strips of the road symbolises the pureness of a born again
Crucified on the crucifix
“I DEAD FOR YOUR SINS”
Now HE dwells amongst us
Wealth, health
Power and every second’s hour
HE lay’s a road
Do you bear feet dance on it?
Do you take the highway?
Or you don’t go anywhere at all?
But HE still calls.
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