To you I shall always bow.
Let my legs not fail me,
As I design to trail you
Let the heavy rains pour.
I will dry you with my wetness
Leave alone the scorching sun
I will die as u live.
I will denounce any flattery
As I take routes to show you reality
I will Godsize you
My faith and loyalty shall follow you
Praises I shall shout over the mountains
As I take on my new religion
To you I shall always bow.
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