The lord stands twenty meters tall in this city
He recognizes our hearts
destroys the corrupt among us
thundering blows
his smile brings the sky
The internal justice
confusion brutality
life and growth
he treads across the land
the sample valley
your sample existance
pleading fairness, fairness
the land is his
the sky swirls in applause
A thunder clap and birds witness
a criminal falls torn from within
breathless
begging mercy
no following speech
perhaps a mystery
the language of punishment
is graffitied on the inner walls
of the corrupted heart
playing like an Lp
The devil just kicks back
and indulges your play list
as it revolves around and around
carved in to destiny
the artist was you
pretending to be the victim
the witness
Oh this Lord just walks over us
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