Get he behind me, satin, for I commanded him the name of him.

Get he behind me, Satan,

for I commanded him the name name of your Lord Jesus Christ of Nazareth a year.

Get thee with an only sicken.

Oh, I commanded him in the name of the Lord Jesus Christ.

I looked into the mirror and I couldn't see myself.

The demons that were in me had turned me outside hell.

I knew inside my soul I was a headed straight for hail,

but I couldn't for my life figure how to help myself and I said get deep behind me sick

for I commanded in the name of the Lord Jesus Christ of Nazareth the year.

Get deep behind his son,

for the man did in of the Lord Jesus Christ.

The moon and stars were hidden by the shroud that clouded round.

I could see my loved ones weeping as he lured me in the ground.

No words were spoken over me. I almost thought I died. Then I knew I wasn't

yet. I had been buried in line.

I said, get deep behind me sin.

For I commanded the name of the Lord Jesus Christ of Nazareth you.

It did be behind me sin,

for I commanded him the name of the Lord Jesus Christ.

I couldn't see my hand in front of my face I knew that I was buried in the deepest

darkest place the deeds I had done put me in this awful place.

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