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God of Heaven Vs Gods of Earth

always the same,

never ashamed,

the world  in your hands,

for the blood through your fingers like grains sands.

Broken are the roads and poison  is the air,

hard to block the stones you are wielding,

the sun givin to us ,that your always shielding,

whatever you are,  soon  we  will see,

kinda like a darkness  or a nightmare to me,
 
as frightening as this tale,  for I sounded the bell,

we were told we would battle you, from heaven to hell..

I know it is coming ,we all must givin.

for the children of evil have risen again..

so on this day, i give you a prayer..

as blank as the eyes ,as cold as it stares,

for the trumpets shall sound and show heavens glare,

as judgement shall fall, and taketh the air,

beating like thunder and burning like fire...

who shall line the lords cabinet for whom shall desire....

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