Orion High Tide (The Innuendos)

[SAM-i-EL]

You might think we're not at peace, may you

Iook again.

With the dryest of heat, the future of the Promised Land.

In which we seek, we strive to reach.

Bringing Heaven's Throne, the World at peace.

For the love of RA, in which we create from the young Elohim

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A Cherub at heart, the Seraph in me feels the pain.

Ignite at once, we make a bold pact.

Written in blood, exposing all the pertinent facts.

The upright God, he walks to and fro.

Only to judge those that see the Innuendo.