LORD FORGIVE MY SOUL Time is an endless ocean, That stream from the past to the future. Am like a sheperd in a club, Dining with the devil. Slowly with a deep heart I cloth myself with a garment of evil, With my dream moving like a creeple. Lord forgive my soul. Though I preach like a pope To those angels with double hole. My mouth a light And beneath my lap Lives a pole, Always for a stroll. Lord forgive my soul, Let not my soul be cast away, Like beautiful holly. Let my heart love your way. Bear a Light to my falling soul, With a shelter far away from a ban-owl . Soon summer will bid adieu And winter will say hello. Clothed with darness, Time will detest my age. Will I dwell beneath a bed of stone, And draw a sorrowfull map on my page. The world is a book Full of different words. Strikingly did I look Till I lost my vocal cord, For those lassies With a big ball. Behind this darkness, My soul glued to a beautifull hole,...