Grave Justice
The excitement that lingered within my space of time, when the celestials light beamed upon my eyes, and a voice appeared upon the light, you never were a slave, as the contentment continue to un-fold, and the voices continued to mold, the frame of a dead soul, came back to life, at last increased so much that it was thought better for me to release the rusted due upon my hand, and upon my feet I think not for we know, but we must let the flames lighten the dark, Upon the dawn shall see, the spirit that rise, from the grave justice, I think not for what has claim, the house of bondage of de' heart, oh de fire, de' fire, the rebirth of tomorrow, shall be the relinquished trails of commencements.

I have cried in darkness, lord doesn't leave me alone. The spirituals of your words continue to allow me to go on. We realize we need this fire to rise upon the night, and survive the atonement of recover. We can't change what's in the tomorrow, reminders So much that it was branded in my thought, better for me to release the rusted due justice grave upon my hand, and upon my feet, we can't change what's in those, who refuse the matter of torment releasing subdue of mind.

I think not for we know, but we must comprehend Knowledge the power house of revenge, for who so Take this journey upon the land of the lost, and not further the enhancement of the lost soul, for the soul shall waver away and die, if stress and pain, it is better to release the rust and due, to recover the emancipation of de' mind, upon this confinement of justice grave, the meek shall inherit the earth. Oh upon this journey relentless may come trail, Over all conceptions, the lingering heart , I shall rise, I shall release, I shall recover, the historic emancipations of my genes, in this obtrude of justice, I shall prevail, never relinquishing grave justice that stands before my heroic subdue.