I am delivered but am delivered from slavery to free-captivity ,from egypt to the desert wind blows vividly in my eyes that I can't even notice am where the de's at
They call us born frees while they can't cut the amblical cord .the is nothing new under the sun God used the see to cut the cord so the blooded see was a transfer fee for me to be called mercury

I claim to be free while running around with umblical cords telling biblical songs from the deceiver ,confusing being delivered and being D's liver. I had to understand that being a liver takes more than being alive you have to believe that I am and always will be the leave in the true vine I feel the truth and with it I stand because I fight to have the true spine

I do exist but not delivered yet I just found a way of living under dust
Let me leave the star senses to the sun senses ,dying before time was the rythm lost my vission because clearly am not watching vission obscured by dusty mirror thought I was heading to the sun while facing the dust