Always give praise!

 Then the flood raises over the fields, killing the rice and barley; 

then your friends and coworkers become your enemies within. 

Then your mistakes become public and there can be no Harley, 

what gets you to your gig with Jimmy Hendrix and Bob Marley... 

Then your anger and conflicts blow your stacks, chest eat your chin -- 

have faith and move on, always give praise to the Devils whim! 

Better loose your face, than your lords -- who suffers thus, Hebdo Charlie!!

Then your horse gets stolen and your health revoked for a divine dare; 

intervened in your matters, because lords clashed on your borders laid bare!

Then all seems lost and ten thingers point at you the games a foot Nightmare...

ninjas cruising at night; freelancers at day make your roads unsafe and ensnared!

Then madness crosses your path and trouble is looking your tent -- who would care.

Many demons take up shop, to besiege thee, to wildhunt in your lair!! -- 

Always give praise and remember the teachings of your lord Savior, have a chair.

Then the bride leaves you to the altar and your children disavow for the gain; 

your wife smothers children, your daughters bring bad tidings and shame... 

Then your sons are cowards, running from the battlefield, gallivanting in vain; 

don't be brash to pass judgment there, for you have also laid Alice in chains!!

Then Iron Maidens and Shock Troopers are spanish booting your heels insane -- 

Look up to the sky, faitful Christian, turn the other cheek, for He still remains!

Even then burnt as a Witch -- never relent your way -- cursed with a black name.