And doves white or other
Do cry it seems,
I have spoken with he
Who I hoped would redeem you.
Will this oath
Between two live forever,
After you go will us each one
Still be two.
Out,
A man must
At the most inoppertune
Times in his life
Show out.
And again the wolf
And the lion, have proven
Spirtually stout.
Man we must stand
Take this beside me at my side,
A follower of you I am devout.
My heart is ripped
It has been ripped
Out on this day,
Like father and I protest
I am not his son.
In this soap,
Not when concerning David,
Still in blood like many
Other fields of our father's,
This field will continually stun.
Where are your 77 sins my king
Wear your sins my king,
David is my master
And I no longer your son.
What was once three
What will always be two,
Is now for Johnathan only one.
David.
And I have not plead
What I should have,
I have not
Poured in this soul.
Will this they come
when this two
Is rightfully whole.
Did we speak dear king
I can't even remember
So I'll try again.
David is my friend
You are my father,
And your imaturity
Is without end.
Father please
Listen to me,
You will loose your son
If you continue contiually.
About what is yours
And mine, keep it
I am now Johnathan faithfully.
David, the fruit of Israel's tree
And Johnathan, the covenant that will always be.
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