.
habits
they never
change
'tiz up early in thuh
a.m.
kiss'er
werk
fish
gather
luv'er
chop wood pound wood
burn wood
repeat benefit eight
.
when i look at hern
there'z noth'n than
my selfish
blush
when i touch hern
her benefic ignites mine man
flush
')
You light the candle
To light your existence
Fire breeds pure life and salvation
Fire breeds pure death and damnation
Fire make you warm and expansive
Fire burns your soul through its raging flames
The soul that cores your life bright or dark
Is at the mercy of the sun at the centre of your life
What you going to do about it ?
The sun some or many forget to worship on its day
The sun some or many pretend does not exist
The sun some or many say they are
The sun crucified by mere mortals.
The one malefic or benefic sun is alive
Are you alive?
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