Sin is heard with the grace of my words; I am Angel; saving the earth
Paving what's worth; for I was baptized in holy water; with the grace of my birth
I am the day of a church; I am Andrew; demon of hell
Your gleam will be dwelt; for it is a blessing to see your seas in a hell
I am a author with words from a demonic tongue; I have fought the sun
Sought the sun as a Apostle's son; and I won't stop till' my cold breath gone's the sun
I am serpent; first of Apple of Eden; I will always be lavish as demon
Anguish is screaming; atrophy's besieged and placed in a casket of heathens
I'm thankful to Satan and Jesus; for all they have done; I pray before making a wish
I walk on water with the taste of a fish, for it is God who created my wish
I am son to the early moon; and I'm assured as a person of birth and womb
Your hearse is doomed; for I am the person that saved the prayer; when the earth was doomed
I am a martyr of fellowship and moral; knowing my Angels of embellishment will be proud
This is the settlement of the now; for I know my father will be proud
I'm astonishing and renown; a king pondering the now
I am a Apostle; and with my wisdom; Solomon is proud