Jam for yo Bread
something to calms it's nerves?
Jam for yo Bread
something to calms it's nerves?
Oh how the lofty are fallen
Now they seek seers and sources for counsel
Finding no comfort
Having no direction
Calling, but the gates are shut up
And none can get in
Scrying but seeing only the dark
And suddenly judgement has now come
Now you are drug away and your works with you. Only fire now, fire and flame.
In lies you believed, in lies you are now taken.
The meek shall take their inheritance which the Lord have given them.
Selah