Colt
My Meek King
My Meek King
To me, you've come
My king
To you, I belong
My liege
Meek you are
Gentle and kind
Having no fear
Simply divine
Sweetly you appease
Patiently you convince
Generously you give
Faithfully you believe
Your richness
Your steadfastness
Your holiness
Your meeknes
Have won me over
Drew me closer
Made me determined
To be your queen
The fruit of the Holy Spirit
You bear so richly
To the holy word
I see your submission
So I give Yahuah praise
For binding us together
Glory alone to His name
That we are for each other
My meek king
To you I yield
Forever your queen
My meek king
His Final Revenge
The rain pours on a solemn face
His final revenge remains so sweet
To disappear without a trace
A victim walks beneath his feet
He who lives below the sun
Knows nothing but himself
To he who knows but anyone
He suffers from your health
He who cannot hear or see
Lives to speak a final word
His final word that speaks to thee
To thee who only overheard
The rock that kicks the person's feet
The sun that sings the heavy tones
A life of crime he soon shall meet
His life will fall just like the stones
The crows that have blood ready eyes
The pathway seems so clear from now
And grey clouds formed into the skies
Hearing screams of why and how
The pinnacle of easy that sits and laughs
The pinstripe suit that mocks his worth
No tears been cried on his behalf
The fat cats full with men of earth
The shadows filled with his demise
Where the chew toy of a man doth lie
His eyes fill with our despise
With knife in hand his freedom die
The rain pours on a solemn face
His final revenge remains so sweet
To disappear without a trace
A victim walks beneath his feet