And Then There Was One
Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray the Lord my soul to keep.
If I should die before I wake,
I pray the Lord my soul to take.
Hmmm, that’s a very interesting saying,
So many of you out there, think I’m play-N.
When you wake up and you’re in Hell,
Too bad. You should’ve heeded the warning of the bell.
My son is out there, and he’s on a roll,
He’s a fisherman and his job is collecting souls.
The life of this fisherman is all fun and games,
Because, he’s following my direct orders, so no reason to explain.
It’s probably a good idea (that’s a subtle hint) to stay out of his way,
Unless of course, you’re ready to play,
The game is “going head to head and toe to toe”,
We’ll see exactly at the end, who’s blood will flow.
All of that sneaking around corners, creeping with those long-range shots,
What’s up with all of that? And you call yourselves hot.
Sure, you get to proclaim a certified kill,
Because you’re concerned someone’s got a claim on your will.
So how about it, you wanna show your face,
Or is it considered an utter disgrace?
All of you worldwide assassins always want to claim “anonymity”,
To keep on with your behind the scene killing spree.
Everyone out there, that includes you, United States,
Supposedly your country, out of all, is “America the Great”.
This is for the entire planet, and I’m letting everyone know,
My son, Alvin Mann, is “off limits”, unless someone’s prepared for the rivers to flow.
It’ll be a “worldwide flow of blood everywhere”,
Should anyone, “I MEAN ANYONE”, touch a single hair,
On my son’s head,
You’ll wind up dead!
My son has no control on what he’s writing here,
So let’s make that, explicitly clear.
He’d much rather be doing other things,
Instead, I’m instructing him to sing.
He will do what I say, when I say, how I say,
Because that’s how I play.
I’m the Father to all,
Be ready when I call.
Take a look at the sky at night,
It’ll reveal pretty soon a bright light.
A rainbow-colored sun,
That’s me, letting everyone know, who’s the chosen one.
I’m coming for you all,
So many of you, are about to have a dramatic fall.
Those that have misbehaved,
Will be going to their graves.
There’s way too many people on the earth,
Get ready for “The Rebirth”.
One set of laws for everyone,
I’ll be coming “like a thief in the nite”, let’s have some fun.
Get ready to go home,
Where you belong,
One by one:
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son.