On the Lam

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Being forgiven for those atrocities a man's biggest fear
Cause the hand of man he fret not, he knows God is always within earshot
Souls unrested, it seems he's been bested
By these vices he own and more than thrice has he not known Him
All the signs He has shown him, all null and void
Favor given to him and with this life he toyed
Remnants of past deeds willfully torment his spirit
He allowed the disease to manifest, he never killed it
Haunting are the voices that consume him
Taunting are the choices that doomed him
Blissful ignorance in a prideful child, and he is mindful of that which is foul
But it sits in his bowels, those wicked forces

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