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Righteous Rain

Gods righteous rain falls from heaven all the way down to hell...doomed and defeated are the devils darkest spells falling on cellblocks,city streets,and crooked country roads His righteous rain brings life to the dying and makes love grow locked in a cell in a prison of pain...looking through a tiny window...eyes and ears strained righteous rain falls and the bars start to bend the bricks start to break and i'm free like the wind standing in His presence getting drenched in His glory... His righteous rain brings light to the story marching like a madman on streets not paved with gold...garbage on the ground and graffitti's on the walls gangsters like ghouls taking lives like candy subtracting souls...stealing mommies and daddies with heads of steel and hearts of stone... His righteous rain sends those hellions home in nomansland cooking poison and pollution...selling death to the doomed like insanity intrusions still seen and heard in this silent scenery...where monsters seethe and madmen scream in a desert of delusions the evil ones fall... His righteous rain puts an end to it all Gods righteous rain brings pain to the bad and peace to the good scorched and seared are devils and demons...like fire to wood like metal to a magnet and a moth to a flame cleansed in Gods glory i stay soaked in righteous rain now every single day

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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