Speak for Yourself (Ps 110)

 Myself has told Me, sit on my wingman, dude, until i has made thine enemies a footstool! 

With the blink of an eye of the Beholder, speak for Yourself, as you mutter your divine Verdict

Brevity is what the Brave and the Bold does, ye wicked brood of vipers and holy fools... 

Prepare your own bed and offer your fathers cows of Bashan, as You start the Journey in Boon; 

vinegar and wormwood shall you reap, accuse your devils due credit then bibles addict 

and Attics rumble in Little China shop for the White Elephant a mopy Dickon failed to reject. 

Black heartbroken arrows flying over your heads, as you're asked to stand down and drool!! 

Oh no, Angel Queen is coming! Lord of War, have mercy on my Soul Hedons and Crypto; 

Conflict, would the Real Famine please stand up and have a Sideshow Bob story in 5D Chess! 

Speak for Yourself, not any Father and Mother and Son, "presinct upon presinct 31" may hypno 

conjure to allure, how very Christian you are in the cave of Zarathustra!! Mad ranting typo; 

virtuoso keybored whore-yores, what business has El Shaddai with Alien Fire! Duress 

ay, may Duress be with you, as you call names, and bless in the morrow -- Free Cypress, 

The Hinn-OM I shall not die on. Follow the Melchizedek brats worshipping Yandere Psycho!! 

Speak for Yourself, as you pray on the streetcorners and Carcons awaiting tips but getting tipsy; 

as rule of rules and diagonally parallel horisontal verticals askew 2 dollars into Dime, half-cenk. 

The new Reality gameshow hosting entitled demiurges and egregorian Rhapsodists glued hippy; 

who named too much at Soup that Ace Atorney didn't even need to call Edom on shroom-trippy! 

The Daily Prophets and Enchantresses, who fail to piece together a blind patience, in contempt; 

still declare Brook Shields of the divine and loving-kind Sermon Mount, making It God-tank, 

compared to all those pious men and women, who are more Jesters than a Heavenly Court - PHI