I woke up a crusader
Never a choice
Still I find the truth
In this blackened black oil
Without a blood stained blade
I find my way
Divinity combined in me
I wear my crown
A king birthed to death
I wear my crown
A beast birthed, jungle deep
Preacher, preacher
I hear your words
Though I see the gold you wear
Shinning brighter than the cross behind
Blasphemy
Word!
They saying the world’s a square
Remember!
Still I predict
I die a God’s son
Reincarnated into heaven’s bosom
Watch this space
I seek to unlock
Greatness without greed
Ring the bells
I want none of that false doctrine
Pressed together to form slavery
Ring the bells
I talked to God
Sinner I remain
Fully aware I must persevere in this devil’s den
SIMPLE WORLD 