STONY HEART.
Hear my voice and let my songs echo in your ears,
You that have placed your heart upon the Egypt throne.
Let my groan open your eyes which you've thrown beneath the water.
My silence is not of fowl but is laid on the cross,
Lest I be accursed that i make anger dwell upon my bone.
The joy that keeps my home in wedlock and name to be seen upon a banner.
Hmmm...i lay my head to bend.
Could this be true which daily place my head as threshold to the worthless,
Not as Christ has declared,next you step on my toes i will fire.
Neither shame nor fame to grant my strength to sin hefty wealth i will hire.
Not to care of what anyone may say,
I will bounce on your head than the little monkey jumping on the bed.
Hear my voice and let my songs echo in your ears,
You that have placed your heart upon the Egypt throne.
Let my groan open your eyes which you've thrown beneath the water.
My silence is not of fowl but is laid on the cross,
Lest I be accursed that i make anger dwell upon my bone.
The joy that keeps my home in wedlock and name to be seen upon a banner.
Hmmm...i lay my head to bend.
Could this be true which daily place my head as threshold to the worthless,
Not as Christ has declared,next you step on my toes i will fire.
Neither shame nor fame to grant my strength to sin hefty wealth i will hire.
Not to care of what anyone may say,
I will bounce on your head than the little monkey jumping on the bed.
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