A preacher and his fanatism for convincing.

                               My brain won’t stop working, I’m weak

               

                                               I wish I could join the speak

I console myself thanks to you my Lord

                               My brain won’t stop working, I’m weak

You will treat me well, won’t you?

 

I console myself thanks to you my Lord

Entry to heaven I can’t afford

You will treat me well, won’t you?

But I will always be true

 

Entry to heaven I can’t afford

                               Ten years, nearly eleven

But I will always be true

The voices outside are heaven

  

The voices outside are heaven

                                               I wish I could join the speak

                               Ten years, nearly eleven

                               My brain won’t stop working, I’m weak

 

                                               I wish I could join the speak

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