.Look up old friend
Watch the ruin of the beast
On the top of hill
Being slain by the prodigal son
For the glory and the making of His will
Being bound by His hand
Being lifted and shifted and molded from sand.
They sliced off His head
And rolled in His blood
And wrote .
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