Chapter 2 - Lord

I will bow and praise a Lord,
One who carries a mighty sword.
One who pleases, one that's calm
One who never does anything wrong.
He's a God, surely you knew!
Striking perfectly on cue,
He's like an angel, fallen from the skies.
He has beautiful, glistening eyes,
Bold and gorgeous, they may be,
But look harder and then you'll see
His mighty power and hatred for all
That disobey his mighty call.
No one pray I knows his objectives
Because he's always so cool and collective.
But Mother, she always knows
Just how powerful her children have grown.
Even if she's not here,
She'll continue to watch, year after year.

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