Authority

Down in the bog,
Being a big brother to my crew,
Trying to pull them through this high school slog,
They all askin' me what to do,
As if I'm a sage or wise man,
But really I'm just stuck in the same crappy loo,
O, Lord, I thank you though,
Before you I had no one to aide,
In me seeds of freinship you do sow,
I am your harpist,
I will be your phoenix beacon,
I will be your sword; and strive to be the sharpest,
I thank you, Lord,
From the depths of Mordor you pulled me,
All your love will begin to be poured.....