..But ignored the chimes, pour the wine
A portrait of porn lye on the floor, left me torn inside
Its either a masterpiece, or somebodies morbid design
Im not sure, its borderline, my visions to blurred to decide
a childs born, at the same time as a premature one dies
The morgues alive, a cause for concern in a persons eyes
but not i, Im certainly blind, and cant absorb the signs
Im kevin sorbo, immortal, with a sword as i climb
Mount olympus, towards a porch, where i was born in the sky
an unfortunate high, cocky, no rocks or debris can stop me...
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-A.bove T.he R.est
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