I am nothing. I am no more then a blade of grass, but I am. Do you think you know evil? Here it stands.

When I hear that trumpet sound I’m gonna rise right out of the ground ain’t no grave can hold my body down.

I am nothing. I am no more then a blade of grass, but I am. Do you think you know evil? Here it stands.
When I hear that trumpet sound I’m gonna rise right out of the ground ain’t no grave can hold my body down.

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