somtimes i wonder. sometimes i wonder in the night, something is wrong the world's not right are we only here to work and toil, before they lay us in the soil, the power's at be will make us slaves, and work us hard right to our grave's the war the want the sickness the srife, will be with us for all our life.
religin to it claims our views, as all we sit and watch false news, the bile they spill will frack our will, and yet we watch it still, false hopeful for the one, that who his blood did spill that one will come upon this earth, a man of old renown' and let the b****** powers at be, cower and hide and frown for when this man and he will come, will simply wave his hand and peace and joy will run amok across this precious land
no more we fear that wooden cross, who one he brought to bare he saved us all with smile and grace a quality still so rare and then i wonder in the night, this man has brought us peace the world it will, be yet again a place to work and toil and we will gladly go with god into his holy soil.
for we will rise again my friend, and sun will shine forever apon mankind he will bestow, this earth that he did promise and i will roam this precious land, with love and peace and solice.
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