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Comment 1 of 1, added on August 9th, 2005 at 4:40 PM.
Oh but that glaze of pain swepted upon the river of niles, I rise upon the
black rivers, feeling the spirit of the almighty God, but that chain that
wrapped upon my feet, and the blazing fire that stood before my dignity,
but yet I stood tall as a man, Spoke as a man, Lead as a man, and the
furnace that awaited my body, vanish into the air, Oh yea, Oh yea, who am I
to cry, as they slayed my brother to the cross, who walked the mighty fire,
and felt the pain of de' devel, I still walk tall as a man.
Jacqueline Amos from United States
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Oh but that glaze of pain swepted upon the river of niles, I rise upon the
black rivers, feeling the spirit of the almighty God, but that chain that
wrapped upon my feet, and the blazing fire that stood before my dignity,
but yet I stood tall as a man, Spoke as a man, Lead as a man, and the
furnace that awaited my body, vanish into the air, Oh yea, Oh yea, who am I
to cry, as they slayed my brother to the cross, who walked the mighty fire,
and felt the pain of de' devel, I still walk tall as a man.
Jacqueline Amos from United States