The Minister

The Minister - Zack Leeb

The minister

And twenty years of perfection!

Not a day’s insurrection!

I’m gonna let ‘im down real bad

Losing touch of ground and will

I straggled forth, bowing before your light

Never once my eyes to dim

For fear of letting slip away

Our quarry to the blade of another!

Oh, minister, lord:

You in all your perfection!

The domain your possession!

It’ll be gone by the night!