These Are the Days of Darkness
A day of night full of blight.
These are the days of darkness.
Death is being carried on angles wings.
These are the days of darkness.
No children playing in the streets.
These are the days of darkness.
Temptations of sin in every corner.
These are the days of darkness.
Unknowing evil in us all.
These are the days of darkness.
The time is now don’t you see.
These are the days of darkness.
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