Treat your body like a temple put value in your soul,
Warning to the wealthy pride comes before the fall
The oath of kings are betrayals before
God with all desires bought and sold,
A taste of every fruit offered by the world, still left with an appetite for more
All expires but a heart of gold is admired by them all
To every man his word obey to follow no meer mortal to all be led astray.
Sep 15, 2017
Sep 15, 2017 at 1:58 AM UTC
Treat your body like a temple put value in your soul,
Warning to the wealthy pride comes before the fall
The oath of kings are betrayals before
God with all desires bought and sold,
A taste of every fruit offered by the world, still left with an appetite for more
All expires but a heart of gold is admired by them all
To every man his word obey to follow no meer mortal to all be led astray.
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