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If there came a time
When the cracks in the streets fell
And I was offered hell
Would i freely go
If the sky darken and the sun burned
Would I then Pray
If the water washed people ashore
And i heard cries of no more
Would i be afraid
If i saw the creators face and asked
Him for his Joy and grace
Then will i die
If i believed what's right is right
But don't have the power
to fight this fight
That's what he would here me say
Trails and tribulations under all
We will be
Im of pure bones and flesh
This doesn't seem fair to me
Armageddon come soon
Before I lose my faith
Armageddon come soon
Before i learn to hate
Oh my cries are far
from suffering Or even pain
These are cries of loneliness
That drives me insane.