Draft, then Drafter
Gather for worship, All the neophytes, Starting an encounter, With pure holy lives. Avoid the wicked, Contend and grow, Outlining the path, From the heretical. He's the authority, I'm the finite man, I'm not omnipotent, I model after Him. Make the official announcement, For He's bejeweled and He's constant. Doorway into Divine, If there's a draft, there must be a drafter, Created to create, He gave us brain matter.
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Steve Bujanow, Chris Theriault, Neo Cortex The Band, aka Neo Cortex
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