REBIRTH OF A GOD
Hot like a furnace, ready the intellectual skirmish do the poetic art in earnest for the bible, my skin is brass, resembling the burnished my writings left over, for collector's to purchase I'm the deep, where the deep always searches those who hunger for more, and dissatisfied with the surface DEOZI provides, the esoteric type service absorb my words, either in type, or in cursive the power of Egyptian Mummy curses a deity in flesh, not the best, but works, worthy of worship 'perfect' is illusion, my glory is imperfect connect to my mind, bond with me, as a circuit the world is crazy, a maniacal circus where the best people are seen as nothing, straight worthless DEOZI got fire, that's better than churches bring the sermons, I resurrect the dead from the hearses my life story, written down, in chapters and verses people quote each degree, the new prophet emerges some will probably say, my testimony's refurbished some will hate my presence, cuz the thought makes them nervous DEOZI
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