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Young David bold,, a story old,
made his pledge up high
on Golden Altar.
A bloody Sunday's sacrilege,
boy king's not gonna falter.

If not a sin against The One
on who's decree will bear
an order naming  The Nameless One's,
Begotten Son, declare.

As ancient and Pagan shadowed Princes
brood hot in birthrightin waters
Their seeds released 
in the blood red earth
of God's forgotten daughters

 King David bold
a story old,
made his pledge up high
on Golden altar
A bloody Sunday's sacrilege
boy king not gonna falter.

Now, a Jewess Queen
for love she fled.
While the Pope sports mass
armada's fed
Great God's begotten daughters bred
the finest cannon fodder

King David's gold
a story old
made his pledge up high
on Golden Alter
A bloody Sunday's sacriledge
Boy King, he's gonna falter
Boy King,,he's gonna falter
Boy king sold everybody out.

Buddy Bee Anthony.
Re-edited 04/04/2023 @ 6:47 PM Pacific Time

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