Song 14

I see,

schemes of men
proven weak.
Scheme of magick
promising lead.

I see,

heavens are high,
hell is deep.
My pitch is,
you let me keep.

I know you;
you hate force.
You know me,
I got my goals.

So let good God
punch me a pass
that works everywhere,
fetch me class.

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