Tongues

i write lyrics. i use ai use to make it into music. And we shall reach for the right hand, and go hungry. and we shall eat from the left hand, and be unsatisfied. every man shall eat the flesh of our own arm. Reward her even as she rewarded you, and double unto her double according to her works: in the cup which she hath filled fill to her double. come ye all feast on the flesh of mine arm. it cant possibly do any more harm than the whore that you all use to keep warm. without me the Son would not have been born the veil that prevents you would not be torn but He saved us His chosen as was sworn forever the rest of you will i mourn Father baptized me with eternal fire holy truth exposing every liar learning the Song of Saints joining the Choir angelic wings, invincible, fly higher take to skies fearlessly yet fall from shock the hundred pound hail crush the hollow rock this is what it is to be of the flock the keys are in prophecy and in tongue what you know of them both is mostly wrong propagated lies made to bind the strong the true tongue is spoken in John. Verse. One. holy breadcrumbs, remnants of better times the language of the prophets reshapes minds, revealing intricate beautiful rhymes. Lamb's blessed fruit of God's beloved vine comprehends fully Psalm one forty nine. Jesus' tongue turns His water into wine the time has come for us to burn the whore divorce her, commit adultery no more there should be three gospels but there are four the book of luke is paul's fictitious lore imposter misrepresenting the Sword you'll totally buy it if you're luke warm God spits you out, don't ignore this alarm make Jesus the focus of your desire the jewel of your life you most admire truly beloved, burning with the fire The end is come, the moon shines sevenfold the sun turned black but scorches in the cold still God calls His Lambs "Come into my hold." let your cold bitterness become hot salt all of this is completely our own fault i beg you to swallow your pride and see im a hypocrite but listen to me And the ten horns which thou sawest upon the beast, these shall hate the whore, and shall make her desolate and naked, and shall eat her flesh, and burn her with fire. Therefore shall her plagues come in one day, death, and mourning, and famine; and she shall be utterly burned with fire: for strong is the Lord God who judgeth her.