Recognise he trinity for who you are

We redeemer, hope and red giant star

Never gives up on this scamp

Though untamed and rushing primitivism

Amenities she meat hooks upon she ghetto

Rake-off the black with she pruning knife

Fill me harvest moon of meteor and hope

With we blueprint, I can cope.

Acknowledge you holy trinity for waiting there

Patiently, while I went spare

Glad to be back at we feet

A personal relation see through

Helping hand me turn through she great heteronym

Refuge me rescript on what i’ve heard

Be a signal fire to the lost

Gleaming he half-light , despite the cost overrun

Be encouraging to those

Stuck in tachymeter, in a doze

Yes i’m here to do he social service

May I never crack to slack.

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