Because I was a stick of Pencils

I'm just a pencil in God's hands

Let the pencil is acclimated by God

To address any adapted IA

Because I was a pencil

Then alone will I address God's goodness

Only God's advantage will kugoreskan

In the bosom of a apple abounding of evil

I'll address your adulation of God

In a apple that is so scary

I'll address down your chat that strengthens

In the bosom of animal affliction in tears

I will address from the abundance of the Word

In the bosom of animal annoyance after hope

I'll address down all the advantage of God

What can you do a pencil?

Just address and write

Write and accumulate writing

I'm not traveling to stop writing

I will accumulate autograph and writing

In the bosom of angry barrage of the after-effects of crime

I will address of adulation and the adulation of God

In the bosom of a angry storm

I'll address down God's help

I was bent to address the advantage of God to the affection of stone

I was bent to address of achievement for the desperate

I was bent to address a alleviation for the grief

One affair I'm a lot of abashed of

A day canyon after autograph the advantage of God

One affair that should not be done

Forget and avoid the advantage of God

My activity is like a pencil

Pencils will not everlasting

Pencil will abide to plan in all time

Tirelessly

Regardless of time and the

Writing will still be there