I will save you from feeling bleak, I will give you strength when you are weak, I am your Holy friend that needs someone take care of and you are my meek. When you are lost, I you seek.

Think of the Holy one, the thought might save you, do not think salvation might not, I might have you. Have a caring heart, I crave you, if sins have grown on your face, I will shave you. I you live in fear and lack courage, I will brave you.

To remember you Holy One, I am not alone enough, I wish be one with you but I am not gone enough.

If you have followed the truth, what you got to lose, all you had to do is to believe and chose, I speak from heart does it matter voice whose, is avoiding selfishness and evil not you daily dos, don’t wish to let go of God you need more clues, oh you little thing in your little shoes.

I am fan of creator and I am unbroken, trust, silence, music is my token, can’t I take a few with me to the light, I know I am not alone fighting the good fight.

Devil beguiles you in your thoughts and reality, but the truth of this world and its fragility, immensity of it is so huge you can’t absorb, this you surrender child to the starlight orb, your submission speaks a lot, and God is your witness how you traveled and how you fought, God likes the fighters who know what they fight for, there it is why God is a light for, in music you found me forget the noise, Christ knows his friends all the good boys, o follower of faith are you like Adam and Jesus kind, you forget your God, spirit of Christ returns to remind, all roots feed me so thy shall feed, mercy is to those who exalted Mary indeed.

I can’t follow no prophet now that I know you, bit my sight is blind cause I never saw you, are you a thought feeling or sense, an alphabet, word or sentence, I thought you’ll give me miracles, but all I have is Gospel your lyricals.

I am Christ your Creator who sent Jesus, in you is his likeness the constant repentance, flows from your chest honest words broken open, longevity of solitude has you awoken, little friend I can’t give you what’s only for the owner, you couldn’t own it so there will be another dawner.

Christ o father, countless bow to your feet in prayers, nothing is hidden from you know all affairs, in my dreams I have fallen asleep in your lap and felt salvation, Christanity continues to be your small nation.

I looked for my son through the ages, searched through situations, stages and sages, but you told my His second name and are you right, so tell me is Jesus my son and I the Christ?

O Holy one I can’t be the prophet who steals from the giver, I have met your son too and he is a phoenix he is a river, I relate to you what my thoughts deliver, the depths that I know from foulness I shiver.

You are all my children son I know where to put things, hovers that goodness above your heads my Holy rings, I know my children and accordingly I give, what you are breathing in and out is my air that you live.

So I told the truth father, I call you above me, call you my other, humanity knows not northern do I, but how it happens immensity speaks through I, sometimes it becomes too much to take, sometimes I cannot, I cannot fake.

You know the truth like no one does love, Jesus was below Christ was above, through the ages I have tried to perfect this connection, but only meek survive it clever die of my affection. Am I too cruel that I cannot die, humanity has complains but never gives me up I don’t know why, of your subconscious I am an integral element, settled in inside the heart like a wanted sediment.

Daniel is not like of Christ like Jesus was, you made Daniel perfect in his flaws, how can Daniel escape your truth nothing escapes your claws?

You will never know O Daniel you never owned it or I didn’t gave you, but trust your benefactor I have only tried to save you, the world knows another story and you have been to the wires, He who hires never fires.

Then what was my purpose, at the end was I nothing, I thought I really stood for something, God you gave me this motion, saved me from the crowd gave me a promotion, don’t tell me you are nothing but just a quintessence of human emotion, cause it’s not worth it God, humanity deserves more for its devotion.

Humanity, my love I have the measure, I know what is best for you that which you now don’t treasure, come see its value in the afterlife, do you wish to let me go cause you are tired of a little strife?

My divinity, your humanity been through injustices before, as the hour could be nearing therefore I implore, restore their sight in part so at least they have a shot, if divinity hides everything then humanity will rot, divinity you will have your way not listening to humanity again cause you know better, so bountiful is my God I not know a God greater, before His Advent and My departure you must give them something to carry on, before the event and the person someone with a savvy tone…

… yeah thanks for abandoning me in the middle of the…

… and now you are gone, you left me with my feelings allover again all alone, perhaps an answer that you know better, to save me repeating before I shatter, I wonder but of divine things Lord I am not a hater, your silence leaves in my heart this big hole this crater, or do I rotten myself too much, out of rust on my mind, no I don’t have the right to be of just conscious an investigator, cause I know you are not a deserter if a little belater, how can I know much of your atoms I am just a matter, but I still got my humor God, I do brush my teeth, of good will, I am a cool gater.

Can’t be a vessel or channel no more. Colgate fits right in and oral hygiene perhaps mean good words. Cause if you won’t brush your teeth regularly, your words might stink.

What will folks at The Royal Society think of me Huh. That I am not even a real scientist. Dammit, but that’s the only method I have known and lived all my life.