Hey evil, treacherous Prakash Saint Paul,
do you think everyone is at your beck and call
to commit treachery against me each time and all?
I look before I leap, but you cause me to fall
The deep sea doesn’t want you, and so doesn’t Albanese
But you all are no strange bedfellows in your complicity against me
I gave you all a very, very, very long line
But it may just as well snap, because it is all too fine
All that I wanted, you hungrily haunted
Treachery took all my sacrifice for granted
Treachery is your intent, but in patient strength I am enchanted
For all the evil done to me, I never was daunted
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