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THE END TIME
Tick, Tick so the clock says
Billow, Billow the dust rose
Upon the earth, the sky gazed
Below the sea The same goes
In blaze the earth shall lost shape
In pain, sorrow shall gnaw souls
The just and saint shall rise safe
The lewds, unjust shall burn low
Beware! The world at d dusk phase
With fear, It's near at every crow
The sun and stars will lost face
Prepare, the day is sailing close.
Billow, Billow the dust rose
Upon the earth, the sky gazed
Below the sea The same goes
In blaze the earth shall lost shape
In pain, sorrow shall gnaw souls
The just and saint shall rise safe
The lewds, unjust shall burn low
Beware! The world at d dusk phase
With fear, It's near at every crow
The sun and stars will lost face
Prepare, the day is sailing close.
Published 23rd Oct 2014
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