I beseech your long locust legLust against a cloak of organsI beseech yout high ground drowning rainIn clouds of colored smokey vaporsI beseech your secret number and nameThe power of a single dollarThe power of the pinky fingerWages of sinThere's evidence of further proofIt's world war three take to the treesThe ghost will give us room to growAn extra head to take the bulletSo we may speak in trinityChampions of sinStand up or sit down, quit fooling around JonahI beseech your long locust legI beseech your high ground drowning rainI beseech your secred number and nameAgents of sin
