Lily Valley , a fortunate Immortal to be able to live in a very ancient time when the poison that dwells in her body was viewed as vengeful spirits who kill those who harm her . She lived in villages and thanks to that belief they prayed to her as if she was a higher being .

Even in this modern era she kept her power even obtaining technology through the poisons in her body . But as a threat for carrying so many ancient diseases and poison to the world , she was cast out into another .

Heroes and Villains.

Everyone knows the hero Lucky.

Everyone knows the villain Vosk.

No one truly knows what happened when another hero took Lucky's place.

But everyone will know who took in the betrayed and broken boy.

She is the last of her bloodline. Hunted down, Sienna tries to find answers about her 'cursed' abilities and origin; all while running for her life.

He is a demon. Creature of the night. A warrior. He claims he knows who Sienna truly is, and perhaps more than what she knows about herself.

One night, on a desperate attempt to run, two paths cross. Betrayals and revelations follow their story.

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SHOW COMMENTS (1)

LIKE

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What’s your name? My mama doesn’t know, and I asked her to ask your mama, but she said she doesn’t want to go anywhere near your house. I told her that’s mean because she doesn’t know you. None of us do. I’ve only seen you from across the street. You have black hair, and it’s very dark, which is why I call you Raven. If you tell me your real name I will use it.

Is black your favorite color? You wear it a lot. I’ve never seen you wear anything but that black dress with the poofy sleeves and lacy collar. Or are you sad because someone in your family has died? My mama said that black is a color for being sad, and for funerals. I’ve never been to one. My favorite color is all of them.

Do you go to school? I’ve never seen you there, and I think there’s only one. Do you have many friends? I have lots. They wave at me when they see me and say hi when I’m walking down the street. Sometimes I forget their names, so I make up names in my head, like there’s this red-haired girl I call Poppy, and this boy who only brings peanut butter and honey sandwiches for lunch, so I call him Honey, because the peanut butter isn’t the unusual part. His hair is also yellow like honey.

What do you eat for lunch? I don’t think it would be peanut butter and honey sandwiches. I imagine you eating raspberries.

Tell me what your name is so I can use it.

Sincerely,

Robin

P.S. Did I spell that word right? Sincerely?I asked my mama how to spell it but I don’t think she’s very good at that sort of thing.

Dear Robin,

I’ve seen you across the street too. You live in a white house with light blue shutters. Your screen door is white metal bent into a bunch of nice-looking old shapes. I can hear when someone lets it go and it slams against the door frame.

Did you know you have a bird’s nest in your rain gutter? It’s a blackbird, I think.

I don’t have a favorite color. I do have a favorite dress, and it is black. My mother says it looks very well with my hair and that it makes my eyes look like sea glass. She wants to take me to the sea.

Black is a color for being sad. I am not sad.

I don’t go to school. My mother teaches me things. She taught me to read and write and do math. After we’re done I go to the park and sit on the swings. The left one, not the right. I watch leaves fall from the trees. I don’t have any friends, because no one talks to me. I’ve seen the boy you call Honey at the park; I know because sometimes he doesn’t finish his peanut butter and honey sandwich and he eats the rest of it on the bench. I can always smell it from the swings.

I don’t eat peanut butter and honey sandwiches. I don’t eat raspberries either.

Also sincerely,

Raven

P.S. You did spell it right.

Dear Raven,

A bird’s nest! I must find it right away!

I don’t know what sea glass is, but that’s okay. If I get to look at your eyes one day and see what color they are, then I will know. You should go with your mama to the sea. I bet you would like it. Then you must come home and write me a letter all about it. You must tell me what kinds of birds live there so I can tell Honey. He likes birds, and they like him.

I also have a favorite dress. It is a lot like yours, only it’s white.

Your mama is your teacher? Does she know everything too? My mama says she knows everything, and that I should listen to her because of it. I wonder if it is better not to go to school. We sometimes have to hide under our desks and put our arms over our necks, or huddle in a corner with the lights off and stay very quiet. I bet you don’t do those things. They don’t sound so bad, but every once in a while one of the other kids cries and the teacher has to give them a lollipop.

I was going to ask why no one talks to you, but then I remembered that I don’t either. I write you letters. That makes me cowardly.

I don’t recommend trying to talk to Honey; he doesn’t speak much. Why don’t you eat raspberries? Have you tried them? I think you would like them.

You signed your letter Raven.I know that’s not your name. If it’s a secret, you can tell me. I won’t tell anyone.

Yours truly,

Robin

P.S. My mama said yours trulyis how grownups end letters to friends.

Dear Robin,

Sea glass is glass made round and soft by the sea. They look like stones of pretty colors. My mother has a piece that she found when she was a girl on her first trip to the beach. It is the color of mint.

If I go to the sea, I will tell you about it.

My mother is my teacher. She doesn’t know everything. No one does. Indeed, we don’t do those things; hiding under tables or in corners.

You are not a coward. Speaking to me is something everyone is afraid to do. It doesn’t mean good things. I don’t have friends.

No one wants to keep my company.

Sincerely,

Raven

Dearest Raven,

I am confused. I don’t believe you’ve never had a friend. What could be so scary about you? Everyone is afraid of something, but that something isn’t always you.

Besides, I am your friend.

I found the bird’s nest you told me about. I climbed out of my bedroom window and had to kind of shimmy down the roof to get to it. Roofs are made of weird stuff. But I got to it and I looked real close at it. It’s got three eggs in it, and they’re this wonderful greenish-blue color that I didn’t know the name of until you described sea glass to me, and now I think about your eyes being the same color of those eggs, and your hair the same color as the bird who made them.

I lost my balance and fell off the roof, but it’s okay because I landed in a bush. It was quite funny.

My mama told me I’m going to have a little sister. I got excited, but she said it will be a while. I don’t know where they get little sisters, but it must not be very close by if it takes nine months for them to arrive. When I said that to my mama she just laughed. I told her the blackbird on the roof is having all of its children at the same time, and she said she wasn’t that unlucky.

I tried a peanut butter and honey sandwich the other day, you know, and I think Honey might be on to something.

You keep saying sincerely, Raven.Do you not want to tell me your name? I will keep asking.

Yours truly,

Robin

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Dear Robin,

I’m sorry.

I don’t know what to say. I’m sorry. I know it’s been a while. I finally went to the sea; my mother took me. It was very windy, and the air tasted like salt and there were seagulls calling everywhere. I found seashells in lots of different shapes, and sand dollars too. I found you the perfect piece of sea glass; I will put it in the letter with a sand dollar, because I think you’d really like sand dollars. I learned that I don’t like wet sand, and that the ocean is very cold. There was a woman there with a little plastic bag, and she sprinkled some gray stuff into the water. There was a very old man with a cane and a younger man holding his arm. The old man couldn’t walk very well. The younger man looked very sad.

Robin, I’m sorry, I don’t want to lie to you. I don’t want to keep secrets from you anymore, but I still do.

You scared me, in your last letter, when you said you fell off your roof. It was a new feeling; I’m not used to fear like this, fear based in affection. I did not know what to do, so I ran away.

You called yourself my friend. You climbed onto your roof to see a bird’s nest I told you about. You keep asking for my name.

It’s funny, you know; I have been given so much attention in concept, but never in truth. I’ve never had anyone be so interested in me before.

And that’s the problem. Look what I’ve made you do. You fell off your roof because of a bird’s nest that I told you about. You say you were fine, but what if you weren’t? People don’t get close to me safely. There’s a reason I don’t have friends, Robin. But I want to keep talking to you. You’re my friend, but I don’t know how to be yours.

I don’t know what to do.

What does your mother say? Apparently she knows everything.

Sincerely,

Raven

P.S. Do you not know where babies come from?

My dearest Raven,

It was very nice to see your letter on my doorstep after all this time. I was worried when you did not respond. I wondered if I scared you, and then I told myself that was foolish because nothing scares you, but it seems I was wrong.

I didn’t think I was your first friend. I didn’t think you’d worry about me. That is new to me as well. My mom doesn’t usually worry because I don’t ever actually hurt myself, I just like to climb over things and under things and through things. I’ve never thought to be careful for the sake of someone else.

Apparently the concept of you is as new to me as I am to you.

I’ve been back on the roof many times since then and I haven’t fallen again. The eggs hatched, and now I can hear chirping outside my window. I took some of the broken pieces. I will give you the biggest one, because I think it’s a nice thing to have. Tell me if it matches your eyes.

I asked my mom how to do something when you have good reasons to be afraid to do it. She said if it will make me happy it will erase my fear.

You want to be a good friend to me? You’ve given me things that I already like more than my favorite dress. You are a different kind of person to me than anyone I know. You could only be a better friend if you give me your last secret. You say you can’t keep secrets from me anymore, and you still haven’t told me your name.

Yours forever,

Robin

P. S. I had my mom make the piece of sea glass into a necklace so I can wear it all the time. And you’re right, I do love the sand dollar. I promise I’ll never spend it.

Dearest Robin,

I saw one of you the other day. Did you know that robins are heralds of spring? Of new life? Somehow I feel like spring is your favorite season. Is that why you call yourself Robin?

Don’t ask for my last secret when you haven’t given me yours.

The eggshell piece was a very nice gift, thank you. It is a strangely beautiful thing that comes from such an ordinary and common bird. The color is very like my eyes, but it is too dark. Imagine that turquoise but lighter, and you’ve got it. You know, I’ve never asked you what color your eyes are.

I think your mother is right. But I don’t think the fear ever leaves you. Maybe that is why I hid things from you. Why I still do. I tell myself that it’s because you are just as guilty as I am, but maybe I am just making excuses. What do I have to lose in being honest with you?

Really, Robin. What will I lose?

Sincerely,

Raven

P. S. There was a bit of red on the sharp edges of the eggshell. Were you not careful?

Dear sly Raven,

What told you that I have secrets from you? Was I not the first to reach out? Was I not the first to write a letter?

I do really enjoy springtime. Especially when the cherry trees blossom and birds are singing every morning. The robins were my first friends, I think.

Thank you for the very clear image of your eyes. Now I can imagine your face when I write these words to you. I would wonder why we haven’t spoken in person, when only the street separates us, but I think we both already know.

My eyes are hazel, greener in the center. Does that surprise you? I was surprised to learn your eyes aren’t gray, or black.

With complete sincerity I tell you that you can be honest with me. We are not enemies, Raven. We are anything but strangers. We are friends. That is not a lie. I think you know perfectly well why I first called you Raven, and it is not because you are exactly how I pictured Annabel Lee.

Will I go first, or will you? I can help you out. You don’t have a mother, do you?

Yours still,

Robin

P. S. Yes, I cut my finger on the eggshell. It was sharper than I thought. Leave me alone.

Dear deceptive Robin,

How well you’ve come to know me. I honestly wonder what it was that made you write to me first. Very well, I will grant your wishes. I will comply with your whims, as has been the theme of our correspondence.

The robins were your first friends? I suppose that’s the one thing we have in common.

Your eyes do not surprise me. They suit you. I would eventually like to have this conversation in person, but alas it is not a perfect world.

You are right. I do not have a mother. I couldn’t have a mother. I live alone in my big old house because everything around me dies and I disguise myself as a child because it makes people less afraid of me. What is your excuse?

You are also right that we are far from strangers. We are enemies and partners, according to all the philosophers and the priests and the poets, all the p’s. They would have us wound each other and then take turns cleaning each other’s blood. Perhaps we were friends far sooner than we realized.

When did you realize? I’ve been here a long time. I remember when you moved in across the street. What took you so long?

My very last secret, I’ll give it up to you, even though you’ve promised me nothing in return.

I don’t have a name. Only the ones everybody knows me by.

Finally yours,

D ---

P. S. Annabel Lee? A girl after my own heart.

My dear philosophical friend,

We have more in common than birds.

I don’t know, I suppose I finally found the latest hidey-hole of yours and thought, why not get to know you better? We’ve been in it for the long haul, and it’s not going to end anytime soon.

Everything around you dies? Everything around me grows.

I know where babies come from; I wanted to see if you’d play along. Have to say though, I don’t have a dad, so I don’t know where my mom got the other half of that baby.

You turned out to be much more giving than I knew you to be. I have treasures now because of you.

Despite what you think, I have no secrets from you. You’ve cracked all my codes yourself. I never lied to you.

I don’t know why I truly thought you had a name. I don’t have one either! I like the ones we came up with for this. Could I keep calling you Raven? This is a game we could keep playing. When we grow up we’ll move to another little town and do it all over again. There’s a strangely satisfying longing in something fleeting.

Call me Robin, and I’ll call you Raven, and we’ll fly away together.

Eternally yours,

L ---Dear Robin,

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Elena, the princess, must survive in a world full of monsters. Parents are dead, brother is missing. She tries to find a safe place to call home after her kingdom is destroyed. With the legendary "The Slayer" sword in her hand protecting her from these monsters. What happens when she makes friends and enemies? Can she change the world?

After Augusts' best friend , Charlie's dies, he is now take Charlie's old jod at the ever mysterious Estoria Hotel with his new coworkers, Chauncey and Stanford

The Backrooms is a very dangerous place, and the protagonist group belongs to the Abnormal Investigation Bureau. This time, it was sent to the back room to investigate. The name of the action plan: The Backrooms operation.

Date: 3478/12/8

Confidentiality Level: Confidential Action

Hazard level: death

Number of dispatched people: 9

Personnel Category: S-level Power Investigators of the Abnormal Investigation Bureau

Operation Team Leader: Lin Yao

Action plan: Can’t view

Carry-on items: hand crank, wind energy and solar flashlight ×9, charger × 10, abnormal investigation bureau winter uniform ×9, abnormal investigation bureau special quantum sword ×9, grain 10kg, 1L water 10 bottles

Mobile number: 172528538257358358368367378

Whether to allow ●●: Prohibited

Location of operation: ●●●

Identity of operational personnel: ●●●1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9

Age of operational personnel: 12 (all)

●● Personnel: Lin Yu Mo

Proceed ●●: Allow

Other adventure organisations: M. E. G

Remember: 3479/1/1/12:00:00, carry out the back room ●● action (●●●●●)

Regarding the Abnormal Investigation Bureau. you can go to another novel "Abnormal Investigation Bureau" to watch.

Because there are too many abnormal situations happening around the world. On December 31, 2056, the Anomaly Investigation Bureau was formally established, a department dedicated to handling various abnormal situations. At the same time, this department does not belong to any place, so no matter who you are, it needs to be entrusted, including the government. So Kewei is walking around the world. If you find anything that seems abnormal, please call 2736 and we will help you solve it.

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Dr. Kim, the school psychologist gifted with an extraordinary ability: he can read minds and feel others’ emotions, delving into the hidden struggles of students and teachers at a public school in Hong Kong. Beneath the surface of this seemingly perfect government-funded school lies a darker truth. The very systems meant to support its students are entangled in red tape, and the parents' and school committee stand as an unyielding wall against change.

With each passing day, the stakes grow higher. Can Dr. Kim break through the barriers erected by bureaucracy and apathy? Will he uncover the secrets that lie behind the smiles of his colleagues and students? Or will his quest for mental health advocacy be stifled by those who fear the truth?

In a world where mental health is an afterthought, Dr. Kim’s journey is fraught with challenges, revelations, and a mystery that threatens to unravel the very fabric of the school. Join him as he fights not just for funding, but for the souls hidden behind closed doors, in a tale where every thought holds power, and every feeling could change everything.

Victoria High, a school where 99 problems loom, but the quest for emotional wellness might just be the most daunting of all. Will you unlock the secrets alongside Dr. Kim?

The Siren’s Curseis a haunting tale of fate, vengeance, and the call of the deep. Elias Graves, a seasoned captain who once escaped the grasp of the sirens, has spent years running from the sea’s relentless pull. But the ocean never forgets—and neither does the siren he left behind. When the waves finally catch him, Elias is forced to face the truth: no man can outrun the call of the deep forever. As the tide claims him, he must decide whether to fight his fate or surrender to the song that has always been his destiny.

Copyright © 2024 by Seren Felin. All rights reserved.

This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the author, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law.

This epic tale was born from a fascination with the mysteries hidden deep within uncharted lands and the eternal battle between light and darkness that resides in every heart. Jacob's Legacyis more than just an adventure—it's a journey through forgotten civilizations, ancient prophecies, and the struggles of a hero torn between destiny and free will.

The idea sparked from a simple question: What if the greatest adventure wasn’t about discovering the world but discovering oneself?Jacob’s story takes readers across dangerous jungles, mystical realms, and into the depths of human emotion. With each challenge, he faces not just external enemies but the shadows of his own past.

Prepare to be swept into a saga filled with ancient amulets, hidden guardians, fragile alliances, and choices that will shape not just Jacob’s fate but the future of the world itself.

The story is divided into three parts, and the parts start from the following chapters.

1: Gateway to the Unknown Jungle

2: The Final Reckoning

3:The Last Omen

My heart in Jesus, They start egregious, Better wake up, Cause you can't fake up, Folks got evil spirits in them, The yoke of the ego is mirrored in them. Cease to do wrong, Peace the new strong, Walk righteously, Don't talk mindlessly, Win and don't sin.

Practice righteousness at all times, Folks lack this cause they fight this test at all times, Have a pure intent, You can't laugh when you repent, Feel the staff cause of what the world invent, I don't do the craft cause the Word is everything meant.

I can make it rain again not for show, Aliens trying to take my soul, She radiant like the lake of gold, Bathing in her love, No graven in the dove, They tried to trap you from the start, But failed to know you always been tapped into your heart.

The name is in Colossians the mineral, The game is subconscious subliminal, Deep programming, Folks keep soul scamming, Peep the bluff cause the cold jamming, We're headed to a apocalyptic famine, I don't serve Mammon, We am not playing backgammon.

Got to be humble to the Highest, Can't fumble cause God is the flyest, Staying on my pivot, Praying is how I live it, The energy of most people is off, The enemy is toast with the evil cough, You better find Christ, The weather is the blind price.

They tried to clown me, They tried to drown me, God found me, God crowned me, They don't make a sound around me, Try to read me energy so they can see if I sin, I don't plead my enemy cause they there whenever you win, I don't walk on needles and pins.

Learning to be more vocal, Burning of the fee is focal, Discerning when I'm social, Trust in the Lord, Dust in the cord, Freestyling is worship is my therapy, We smiling in the service cause she want to marry me, Concrete evidence, Sun's heat is medicine.

Everything proper, Everything copper, They can't stop ya, Rothschild's bank coming for Iran, Moth's smile blank humming for the eye scan, If you a threat to the world powers then they gon try to bury you with the pearl flowers, I'm amped up, They jammed up.

I'm running for president no endorsement, The sun is the evidence four horsemen, Apocalyptic flow, They about to get the crow, Plant a seed of love, Grant a deed of love, God said His Word doesn't come back void, Warning come back from the void.

I've been delivered by the river, Crowned with gold and silver, God is the King, The heart of wings, Now you seeing why it's crucial, Won't bow to the demon why would I be neutral, Christ all the way. Rights gone fall away.

I am not sinning in these streets, That's why I'm on a winning streak, Couple of a mistakes but I ain't double with the fake. Keep enduring until the end, Keep ensuring you will repent, Stay steadfast, They pray for the dead cash.

We're the last generation, I don't care about the cash animation, They peep the glow, The holy spirit will wake you up, They only fear it cause they can't fake you up, You reap what you sow, The game is taking blows, The flame of the heart knows.

The Word doesn't get fatigued in the breach of the altar, The world got a dozen sets in league with each other, All the plans been imprinted in the subconscious, All the lands been minted cause of Pontius, Royalty of Jesus, Loyalty to Jesus,

The Word is closure, The world is closer, Have faith in The Gospel, I was saved from a lost soul, Forgive me Lord, The more you give the Lord, God is special, God use me as your vessel, We fragile like a broken jar, Can't lasso me with the token scar.

I done came a long way, I ain't going the wrong way, You can't explain my peace, I abstain from the beast, Fix your eyes on the heavens, The six ain't wise in the leaven, They playing with your mind, I'm praying for the grind, I'm slaying by being kind.

Righteous indignation, Lifeless imitation, Crisis initiation, License of the ancient, Eyelids of the nations, Violet of the patience, Silent of the sanctions, Violent of the masons, Dialing of the casing, Island of racing, Piling of facing.

I deal with the real, I heal what I feel, Can't steal what's sealed, We all need basic necessities, What you do in the dark only heaven sees, I ain't talking capitalism or communism, They capping in business trying to harm the prism.

I been equipped, I don't need no grip, They way they act I don't even trip, Covered in the blood if you call that drip, I'm talking about the Christ, They talking about the price, We ain't on no twisted stuff, I'm gifted but no christmas stuff.

I don't sell vegetable, I can tell they ain't eligible, Only God's will on my schedule, Be still to glitch the virtual, I won't switch don't take it personal, My spirit testify, I hear it in the blessed sky, They fear it like the next why.

Christ raised from the dead, They got a price on your head, Can't just live off the bread, They drop cause it's you they dread, Your ego can't save you, The evil can't save you, Built off the muscle, Do what thou wilt is not the hustle.

Forgiven plans, Move driven plans, Making room for growth, Ain't no faking doom for the oath. Not pronouncing judgement, Don't rot in the closing of the clutch land, The game underlays the agenda, Can't tame my thunder ray no pretender.

I'm praying I'm not a fool again, I ain't playing with no hooligan. Folks slaying with the tool again, I'm staying in the school again, God's love is fire. I'm getting flyer, I ain't tired, My thanks is wired, My soul is free ain't no buyer.

Phase one, Praise one, God of course, The devil is their source, Talking to anybody, Walking new like wasabi, She modest not a barbie, Reaper can't page my beeper, By grace you are saved, Face the beast with faith, Doves flying from the grave.

You did it for a check. Whatever they say I reject, I don't play with disrespect, I'm full of that fire, They got wool on the wire, Grow your faith, You glow when you're saved, Endure until the end, When you are pure God will defend.

The issue is sin not skin color or race, Folk wish you sin so they can zin your grace, It's the spirit you embody, They fear it when it's not illuminati, It's not flesh & blood, We're only fresh in love, God is the Sovereign, The game is the devil's offering.

Rocking my sandals, Walking thru scandals, They lighting candles, We fighting vandals, The battle is the Lord's, Folks can't handle the war, Science is biased, Silence is not violence, Viewer discretion is advised, Newer inspection is revised.

Day of redemption, Can't pray for exemption, Don't play with temptation, Slay their incantation, You can't escape God, You can't break the safe of God, Vaulted, Who's faulted, We fell short of the glory, We will live to tell our story, Whoever, Forever.

I was built for the pressure, That filth ain't treasure, Do what thou wilt is how the folks measure, Seeking God's heart not my own pleasure, Been a star my spirit getting fresher, They saw my light but kept it hush in the night, I’m on that heaven flight.

l ain't programmed to no clock, The saints shepherd the rams and the lamb in the flock, Society try to flex anything, Their priority is to hex everything, Sabbath is my delight, There's havoc in the night, Folk doing magic to gain rights, This is the fight.

I see the smile in your heart, I was free when I walked a mile in the dark, Let the pain wash away your fears, Let the rain wash away your tears, People lying about the truth, Egos trying to destroy the booth, God loves you, The heart of doves is you.

God been there since Day One, Thru Christ his only Begotten Son, Gift of kindness, I ain't with the violence. Watch the shift in the silence, Energy in vision, The enemy is dishing, Stay humble, Pray you don't fumble, Can't play in this rumble.

If they can't move you, They can't prove you, I ain't signing no deal, I'm grinding on that real, Stay independent. Pray repentant, Be gentle as doves cause folks trying to devour, Free the mantle of love cause the yoke is the dying power.

Just hang on, I know they want to bang on, God will reward you for your faith, The heart is for the Lord when you're saved, Even with that endure until the end, Folks trying to get even cause they still impure and won't repent.

Something ain't being said, They fronting cause I ain't dead, Land of milk honey where's my bread, The hands of silk and money got them dread, Ain't running from the violence, I don't summon anything from silence, Glory to God, My story from the heart.

This ain't a arcade, The world is in outrage, The Word ain't clout page, It's a new opportunity. They still trying to ruin me, Global outage, The noble is heart rich, What they meant for evil destroyed my ego, Salvation is meant for all people.

Keep pushing, Peep the swooshing, I ain't shooting my shot, I ain't looting the spot, I'm dunking on the rim, They try punking me so that I'd be skim, None of that happening, It's gone they ain't laughing at sin, I'm strong they capping when I win.

The law breaks the ego cause what's in the light, They applaud evil but shun what's right, Put the work in, I don't root for no twerking, I want you as a queen, They haunt the world behind the scenes, They faking in the dark, Don't get that mark.

Prodigal let the water flow, Don't let your heart be sold, From the start Jesus what I was told, The world want to freeze us in the cold, I'm talking about all believers, I'm walking thru all deceivers, Nobody knows what a day holds, Illuminati ain't gold.

Thank God for salvation. Blank heart doesn't see the revelation, Things fell apart when they could tell I awakened my heart, They knew who I was since the start, Hibernate cause they got that fire hate, Vipers await cause they feel my soul vibrate.

Keep your heart free from evil, In the start we had no ego, I'm on a gifted flow, I'm on a different glow, I'm in a boxing ring, I know God is King. Thank you Jesus, You say you ain't leave us, Can't be separated from your love, Heaven made it's all love.

I know they waiting, I know they hating, The glow is ancient, The flow is patient, God is greater than money, My heart a prayer like honey, From the start wasn't a player of the funny, Still get annoyed when I see the mundane, Don't toy when the sun rain.

I know love is real. My glow is the dove healed. It ain't made up this how I feel, Get your grade up cause the unruly drill. Nothing less or more, Stop fronting like you test the score, Stop stunting like it's about flesh in this war, Jesus is Lord.

The war begins with the water, The score defends with the starter, The Lord was the ultimate martyr, You need biblical wealth. You need spiritual health, Don't test the Maker, Won't flex I'm not a faker, Known as a giver not a taker.

The same drum be hitting, The syndrome be hitting, After all I been thru, I know God sent you, Pain and sorrow wash away with the rain tomorrow, I'm out the range, I'm out their range, They acting strange saying I changed, Folks fake now, No mistake now.

Catch yourself cause they want to match your death, Trying to interrupt your light, They lying to enter the corrupt night, Got to heal good to feel good, Keep it real good, Love thy neighbor, Doves fly thru vapor, Conquer my fears, Hunger in these tears.

Kept God close. Heart of a rose, Only the saved glows, Only the grave knows, Can't leave anything buried, I'm eating grapes and berries, Don't need designer, I just need to find her, Lift the veil, Can't shift the scale, The demolition, The diamond vision.