They would me forfeit My lovely SUV and Drive an old Civic They want to take what I’ve earned because they can’t see My value.
On my head and hand Bind I your Words, all evil Ever I withstand From Jude 24
They told me I was No better than anyone Else, but they were wrong
Wisdom distilled as Data, shot backward in time, Pentagrammaton
Profoundly broken, I must trust in a rising Harmonization
Phosphene flares from space Sidereal alert me, God is coming near