God's Final Breath
A raging storm is coming soon
Beyond the halo of the moon
Screaming black winds echo through
Stealing every Earthly hue
The first star’s wishes fade away
No more Sun to rule the day
And silver shadows walk the land
Leaving footprints in the sand
While boiling blood falls from the sky
The songs of canyons cease and die
Such tidal waves of lust and death
Will follow Our God’s final breath
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