Warwhorse Azazels goat bearing the burden of sinFell under the unwholesome weightOn the deserted path of salvationRetain your boned crownA kicking mule to throw them to the sandLet verily be a commandNot a meek whisperAnd sore god and all his witnessesShalt know itFor it once written and again it beDown from their abodes force themWith might and sargons lust forthThe kingshipPágina 1 / 1