The Stand
The time has come to make a stand.
And the milkyway is my land.
Life is what is put at stake.
And I don`t know if I will ever awake.
For the afterlife is within reach.
Decided by gods and men who preach.
Of what they see is right and wrong.
The battle with those has been to long.
But now that I`m here lets all make a toast.
To friends and those who has seen all the ghosts.
Of dead men who walk in our land.
The time is here to make a stand.
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