Lonesome Rona

From Wuhan she knocked on our doors Where we knew parties and merryings Where twas party after party livingfree Now it is lockdowns all over and masks No more can we lead our lifes carefree Since she came knocking virulent Rona Whatever it is you want leave us alone To merry and party once more in love Yet one who knocks keeps on knocking Openup for salvation knockin repetedly Says the one on the doors of your heart Sing mine praises alone praise Elohim.. In knowledge that fear is worship stopnow Do worship none other than The Lord God Rona are you not but a spent bullet... Death where is your sting WE bownot To rona you but an asherah and baali Idol that men are bid to worship infear We are but servant of The Most High God We bow not to fabrications of the enemy