Into the deep
My vasectomy
Is not mine to keep
Satans fears
Are so real
But his arrows
Ever fail
When I flee
To Christ my rock
My shield of faith
Will every door unlock
I'm going to water
Walk upon
All myself
Must now be gone
Oh narrow
Straight path
Is better than
Broad roads wrath
Come and Kiss
The holy son
Lest he be enraged
And you perish undone
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