SPIRITUAL SHAME

RAIN ABOVE DE GUTTER 

Bringing it back, the dethroned wand,Waking to the light, dream earned on land,Dream hard living, beautiful figure on the stand,Feeling it, taken through thick and thin struggle,Saved them, change with the system we huggle,War Lord, the battle taken to concrete jungle,
They call on me, vision is the second choice,Pleading down, residing is the door multichoice,Well wishers, champion the course of free choice,Time running out,hour glass turned minutes gone,Well connected,lost soul to wolves am prone,The music,painting my life to cologne.
The tides, raging is their humming tune,Hurling, crawling out the holes in line,Hungry is the baby,repressed pain of hypersaline,Regretting, steam up big the destiny,Winning, champions never look on hyperstaining,Beautiful stars,from each corner stealing.