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My Son My Light

In this dark place the light that I see Is where one day I hope to be When we float away in the sky We will be with the most high I always dream of the end of the world But it doesn’t Matter because the world plural We can see everything collapsing like a emplosion When we look deeper it’s like an explosion But it’s just a body that fails us in time Our souls try to incline To the skies above we’d love to see Fly away and will be Closer I get to you will put a smile on my face This body left behind will have no trace This imperial world will crash a burn As the heavens rain down they will learn I tried to save as much as I could But I’m just a bundle of sticks like firewood Can’t run from this troubled time Cause when the world ends I’ll make you mine My son my hope my love And let the stars shine from above In Jesus name amen

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