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End of the World

How do you think it all started On the fallen earth you bemoan They teach you the truth But you learn to lie on your own Where did morality go (look what you've done) Giving and taking Reaping more than what you've sown Trumpet sounds Don't look down on yourself It's not just you (don't you see) It all started in the garden Catalyst of prevailing misery Trace the steps of the pale horse The time is near (you do the math) Hearing nothing but a still silence Confronting face to face is starts to laugh Don't you see (it is the end of the world) Turn back But it's too late for me Sin has trodden Making me a slave Death has come Written on my grave Still afraid (growing bold) But you see it's not over Seven seals to unfold So reach out for anyone's hand 'Cause it had better be the arm of one who can withstand!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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