From a single seed off of a man

A man with countless hopes and dreams

And as he grew he tried and refied

But could never concord or succeed

The voices of the world spoke to him and said that he would be nothing

That the way he thought and expressed himself was pure hatred Satan

sent

This turned that man into a rod

A rod that would not bend

But through its entirety the confusion the chaos

He will be the one that will save you all