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The appointed time awaits everyone.......
The Moment
I dreamed about the moment
When I bowed before the King
That's when an angel asked me
'Son, what gifts do you bring
I said, all I have to offer
Is my heart.... in my hands
And this blood stained ticket
To the Promised Land
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