The Exorcism of Nostradamus
private function for soul mates and the pope
perceptions of the worlds imperfections have taken their toll
my own voodoo queen a personal jesus
saints of luck and time
The pope who exercised the last
made me flee my home
the game of life
setting up the future so ican be reborn
soulmate calls me by my name
pope calls out the demon
doing this for my brother
three families to be reborn for the occasion
preparing themselves to find their own answers
for the onslaught that may occur
a voice told me to go find myself
walking in circles reaching out
latent powers of this will work under rug swept
swimming the english channel
so you can win your own lottery
but as i walk on this muddy water
what have you done for me lately
god's plan
Copyright © Troy Jeremy Nelson | Year Posted 2010
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