God’s land

Soft whispers in the night, dreams take flight

Silent echoes linger, shining bright

Walking under moonlight’s gentle glow

Hearts beating faster, secrets we don’t know

Every step we take, a story unfolds

In the quiet, our true selves are told

Hold on tight, to the dreams we chase

Through the shadows, find our place

Lights are shimmering, guiding the way

Together we'll rise, come what may. know I’m coming for you starchy, don’t know when maybe in May maybe today, maybe I’m already here and I just put a couple in yeahyou body hits the ground 1 am in the morning. Your fat body hits the ground in the gutters of Bankstown. Oh shit sorry this is God‘s land, starchy’s hometown.

Shadows in the rain, dancing in the dark

Feel the fire ignite and spark

Lost in this moment, won’t let go

In your eyes, I find my soul, I’ll take it back. I’m Jack Magic. I wrote my own fate. I’m like a heart attack.

Whispered promises in the wind

A love so deep, where do I begin?

Echoes of tomorrow, shining through

With every heartbeat, I call out fuck you suck my dick starchy.

Soft whispers fade away, dawn’s first light

Till night falls again, hold my dick tight

Forever in my heart, you remain

Shadows in the rain, calling your name as you lay there in the streets of Bankstown shit sorry this is God‘s land Mr thunder thighs dripping with jealousy stares his name rest of the best is his game. Oh fuck is dead from eating too much as a pasta push him out of the fucking Italian calibre doesn’t know what he wants to kill himself when he wakes up in the morning or if he wants to go and kill himself again in the afternoon Mr. Squiggly eyes like playing basketball with his eyeball 85 grand to get rid of my four eyes and have my cotton wall sewed on in surgery always paying to look cool. Starchy that’s my name being a dog is my game fuck you rat motherfucker die bitch remember you bleed from your arse but in Bali you held onto that transvestite’s cock gave him my warm bottle of cool water after you stung your tongue down her vagina, but it was her arsehole eat shit motherfucker choke dead in the streets of Bankstown oh shit sorry God‘s land it’s my tombstone reads here Lan Steve known as a rat dog signing affidavits as I’ll be an informer for the cops of Bankstown. Oh shit sorry God‘s town I mean God‘s land or is he in hell?