Our Father
Who art in Heaven
Hallowed be Thy name
Thy Kingdom come
Thy will be done on Earth
as it is in Heaven
Give us this day our daily Bread
And forgive us our trespasses
As we forgive those who trespass against us
And lead us not into temptation
But deliver us from evil
Amen
Jesus is Lord! Come Lord Jesus!
Come Lord Jesus! Christ is Lord!
At the forge
And lonely to us now
Pay for here
And Scotland code
This I am
A lover unto you
At distance might
And in dispense of never
The hearts of men
Witnesses implore
To help us her
At better best deliver
Knowing then
To just escape
The right and unrely
When Heavens move
We will know the West
And win the work
Ahead for all
In Canada, we pray
The Justice then
Our here.
vlad (part five)
Run for your life
This reunion apprehend
Water and rain to the road
Upon this day, we are Earthen ground
Under a summons and war
Direct to be-as the rewrite of day
Lost to the enemy and found
A Bible here but secret weapon
War trades and the tryst that was
Enabling the might
Stolen rush and anger
A stop to the petrified
This city of great people in then a sense
Brotherhood of Rome
I am the main man in this dream
Floating concurrent to the load
This past of me will know the year
I am only dust but I have Kushner
Sequences of Rome to wrest my day
Alighting few, we are alright
Possible rights to reveal
And what I live for,-
this river to hear
And in the way, a surrender
Leaks to the Union and weary verse
I am not afraid and I knew it well
Six chapters of me and Holy joy
This the early book and nothing
Here is a palace and a bitter gun
Notes to the poor and underdistanced
Heaven flows here to the night
I may be at rest but I am overjoyed
Solemn trips every Sunday
Making sounds of the apprehend
And in our mission there is union
Stakes of pretense and surely West
I know the road and speak to Abaddon
This cross we knew was the undersight
Back and forth to friends of mine
A sinister year so apprehend
Our right to be Soviet at amends
Pickled for unafford and known by men
Assistance to me and Olivet be
Within our war, I stay
Silence at the moment to her
My friend of bosom and retreat
And I am the boss
This day will run to see
Just what plan is under sea
Lights apprehend and solemn
Fruits of joy and deliver
A palace of math and sincere
I am the most and the reflection of God
A gift for giving
Consolidated Russia to this nest
A function of countries to high command
Errands and nights to the full reune
History forgotten as delivered
And I am on my fourth
Naked by foot in degree-
the ninetieth day of a plan to solve-
the demon in our path is the World at its path
New relation to IKEA
Crossing to gold in the semaphore
This night is our week
And I am Berlin-
a secret God to the summons
Eucharist all day and flighting to Rome
Abaddon to you in simple grace
The nightsky is our fold
And the masses of support will find our star-
Ukraine in our path
Stolen by Unions to the apprehend
I get what I want and this will be slaughter
By the wayside we end wars
This one in our way to be hidden
Slowly fallen to me
Trump in December to his last-
Breath of the inventory and the simple lie
I am risen to only this
And time immemorial knew-
that I am the stolen path and am king
Slowly now to the world
And in its fortune a distant glory
Factions of Rome
And I will win this inner peace
Obsequious
And fortuned to the lonely above
I will distance right
Fortunes between and the gift
A rising sea,-
but we will delight what very few-
in Vatican City to this gold
Mired to the extent-
of the process and vicious high
I have another name and I will win the deep
Roses to march with
And only rights to the ocean
Places divine and barrels of gold
And this Holy tree- is mine
A place to be near-
and what I was
A victory and a Saint
May Holiday be safe
We will apologize to the CIA
And be offered as a Queen to portend
Our lonely rewrite
And crossing the NATO block
A gift to the Holy See
Trump will hear my gain
And I will mercy back-
to the Holy See and apprehension
It’s only war
And history rewrite
On Holy Sunday
And I will be given the Earth.
— Vladimir Putin
vlad (part 10)
(“Intoxicate”)
In the absorbance of sulphur
We quit November 2
And highly misalign
These missiles we keep
For thus of the hour
Our part by the year
Nights too long
And dissipate
Semblances foreword to unmake
This we try-
To make news of the week
We target the West
And through to our past-
Getting to be
Philosopher among men-
to the Americans who know who we are
And double their pay
Foment of the arrest by their view
Days will rewrite
Ukraine as it sits
Piles of chok and gasoline
We pray to our togetherness
Simple by shotgun and ruin
Nobody folds to the enemy-
But him
Justice and asks
Happenstance and rejected
We forwarded our view to the Chinese
Simplifying our colours
And our misery to white knowing
I stand for distance
And we’re suffered for glory
And that is Ru
The nemesis man-
He hurries while he waits
Absconded then,-
to a whale
And captivity might
Three fortunes to open
He is our morose and together
Opulence new by the radio
Distances pure to Iran
Soviets and folklore
I run Supreme to his command
Absolute death-
is our taro to run
Zealots of Arabia-
landing high
And forthwith to never
We can see our own year
We know the way-
and the ruin
In latency tract
I am shores to the win
I have amnesia, but it’s new
And paying no respects-
once fortunes at hand
Ukrainia is Soviet and a spoon
To the decorated in ash
Blaming time as a runaway-
It is yearly the dust mile
And in Turkey
Our pitiful smile
And cadaver to her
This force to showroom-
In Berne
I have simplified my bets
And make America my dream
Witness to the line
In currency then
We offload our words-
and our wine
Thus them to the year
And thanks to our escapade
We are Soviet
And as nighthawks
We are new
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In rations to Peter
What a story for this tern
Failure to prognosticate-
in that man
And tiny escaped
To the War we won yesterday
America is ready
As are you
This violence will,-
in Afghanistan to prepare
License to protect,-
and renew
What effervescence to our means
A night can unfold
The distance to Heaven-
from the Earth
And I, fairly well
A summons for the knowledge
Speak to St. Peter,-
and be well.
vlad (part 20)
(“Isolation”)
Based on Water
Things known to man-
and away with money
Holding to ten
Rights for certain men
And the sisters we avoided-
as the Sun burned us all
We are siblings-
With nothing to eat but war
Expanding on these,-
Nights and a flurry
Caught by the wing
In mercy, we prayed
That I would live in December
Pains of inflection
And a story to Bellevue
Transposed to the divine
Russia was never ours
But a climax to the sea
In winning comprehension
These days for trespass
And currency to dividend
And due to discredit
All cause for concern will change
And flying to December courage,-
I was home
And living for the normal
And as for John Ternus,-
waiting for success as his
Timing well each cavern to absolve
Nights to the United States-
that vanished our king and moved on
And that was me
The opposite of day-
And in this reunion,-
I was the sorry one
Intonations of war to pretend
That all was new in Russia
And empires making news
Ukraine is free and obvious
If I have candlemen lit,-
Striations for another day.
Lost In The Dew
We kept our hew
In statesman-like to gold
Fortuned to the deep
Gaining us away
And genius game
Wafts of liver smoke
In doing hell
For lights and deadened river
To empty guys
And cloth upon the ground
Who would woo us then
But these utensils to end oil
And nightshine
Made for ever-grade
Litmus to unwhen
Of festering the deep
And forest clear
Places unrehome
Shining might
Level our remission
For climate rise
Earth in silence
This will be our war.
Kim (part 8)
At seventeen
Smitten to a pest
For tiny visions
Caricatures, and poem
Then to then, the deep receive
For filed letters
To the rain apart from verse
And taller men
Off to better pastures
Death to any cohort
Esteem of rock and roll
And fortunes to the top
Afraid to year and year
To those who see a pattern
That to Women at the mill
And substance being
Torn apart to jest
And deadened folds
The rock and sand attire
To this comprehend
A planet will appear
And as to course amend
We made our God
In fire and in first
But studied then
What able to recourse
In high and might
For disappearances for men
Into swollen hole
And barren eyes
The lacrymal apprehend
And men apart
To Justice being judge
And dear leader beheaded then
In jest to never, ever be
Alighting gyre
And Heaven to the distance
For proper weigh
For our people to forget
When verses when,-
stopped the Shia site
And to the Sun,-
our lights were last
And Victory to the Sun
And past our code
And we are victims
Here ten thousand more
Shares of time belight
In Southern dawn
For fortunes be across
Korean then
Our God unto his Heaven
We searched for war
And found none
And Kim is nothing
Our pain is gone
And night will be our home-
for evident be
And to the sea forever
When nights adore
Our flight in first
Across the day and then
In solemn stir
And torched our code
This day forever, in heard-
and exploding time, to verses do
This Justice of The Peace
In prayer for home
Forever do
In Pyongyang’s garden
Treasure then to us
Will you be our neighbour
In simplest abide
To absolutely welcome
Our land and watching
In favourite view
Seoul and apprehend
When Fall is right
In peaceful code
Five years
And just as study days
Courtesy and might
Forever known
This Korea home.
If China Finds A Way
And Roman Catholic
Silence to our past
Marrying this year
A time of intonation line
This fortress peer
Indecision into space
But there to buffer
The enemy at war
And Russia’s line
Puncturing the army
And cross with tar
They take the border
Offering offend
In Rigby’s year
And hard to right
The policy of misery
And whatever was
Root in code
For judging of the year
The frail and thin
And fortressing the mind
To play in time release
Letting others win
The appreciate-
In boding applications
In governed hand
Democracy within
Lights and eyes unfold
The days of living under
An island hand
And no more war
The day amend
Let it be.
This space recognizes and affirms National Day for Truth and Reconciliation in its solemnity and importance, within Canada and to First Nations- on this day and for ages to become.
Away
Our keep to here
This awful well
And purpose to remain
Within ourselves-
and ransom
Mystery of Man
If getting better-
is our known
Rewild first
A’crossing land
Both curious amount
And to our city-
recourse
And changing then
What hearts hear
And what amend
To distance grave
For themselves
And us alone
Our value paid
To those wolves
In then we sleep
Nations heard
Heading back-
to survival
And Justice due
Winning this pyre
To bird and feather
As replete;
The distance claim
What righting cross-
can outrun
And due in course-
what they know
Forever friends
At our keep.
Jerusalem Bell
What honest light
The vetterances may
In timely afold
In stirring water
To this suffering amend
And surely plot for courage
Abundances yew
In making trite our man
Assistance live
The courtesy amok-
and running near
Jerusalem our code
In mighting Lord
Vestments of a seal
And praying then-
This day misabandon
A timely now
And one missed opportunity
But then reclaim-
Our one thing unrewept
Is staying small
The vigour and uncour
What missal time
And making early tine
To this our mourning
And staying days-
alone and sureness to exclaim
What light is proper
And to Winter-
and our World
To see these eyes
The beautiful anew
And dawn our candour
Jerusalem is well
But aching beam unfete
And living dyke
To wash up on our feet
The time is first
And water unrepair
Two thoughts for five
In living ore
The nightly view and fire
To this date repay
And what is right at year
Missal and rematch
A living Scot for then her part
In golden domes forever
The lot is Holy
And wanted in repair
What night does give return
And until day
At Yom Kippur.