Monday, December 03, 2018

run amok


Run amok
The urge of uncontrollable rage
Believe his own values under threat
Believing it is right to do

The amok of a race
The frogs will jump high
While it lands it will find
The ground is hard it isn’t paradise

Run amok like zombie
Parading in raging fire
Wanting to gain an upper hand
It will fall flat and shame

Run amok
Out of steam the souls may go
Satan will be waiting
With his bag to take souls

The frogs like to jump
Thinking they are the highly breed
When they jump down
They will be in the bag of souls

Satan will be waiting
He will be very happy to bag souls
The more frogs wanting to jump everywhere
Satan will pick them one by one

Think about it
Run amok a losing end
Satan will be smiling
With his bag of souls

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