The Last Hebrew Son
Cursed that I am
This prayer of the last
I have not ended and I will not pass
For devil that has taken its place on Earth
For the havoc upon days he has given it birth
May we rise again, for the fear in your eyes
May the true word of god blaze , too light up the skies
Such worthy is this blood shall bring tears to my eyes
So shall we cast the devil and his followers to their demise.
On this day for the last of the Hebrews shall truly rise..
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