I was born in Satan's house
Mister o' the Big House!
My mother’s pregnancy with me had been difficult
Messed up as I am still feel life is magical
And even though my problems seem unusual
Right choice is critical
In addition every situation is difficult
I prayed that God would send a miracle
There appeared a true blue sight
The other night,
"I am in your best critic and strongest supporter your Mum
Had not enjoyed extraordinary luck in life and love from Mum"
I might have been living with my Mum at that very moment, she has saved my soul from being sad and glum
Showed me how I can overcome
Not to worry, that's my Mum
We're off and unless we're blown into the mountains we desire to come.
And God in his Heaven
Has decided to give me Mum
Cause we have travelled
Life is harder to unravel
Then the holy paths we'll travel,
The road gets hard to travel
When life seems to unravel
That's the time oh to say
Engulfed in determination life goes on
Those who adapt to change blend into the cosmos
Slowly fade away
Don't trip or go astray
In a cyclic pattern of life and death
Are the principles of the heavens
Like manna from the heavens come!
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