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Time Band

God bangs on golden drums. Foot pedal to the sun. A virgin playing base. Strumming off beat chords. On lead guitar, Jesus jamming away merrily. His spirit shinning upon the stage of a runaway star. Far off into a purplish mist. The chorus sings, of war, poverty, the famine of loneliness. ~God where are you, where the hell have you been. Spirits are starving for your grace. Spirits are starving, the suffering is beyond immense. When are you coming back around to chop the devil's fist~ The band keeps playing the same message since time began. Bathe your heart in the word of purity, and in love it shall surely land. Place your heart in faith and spend eternity with the band.

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Date: 12/9/2018 6:43:00 AM
Yet some never listen.. great poem Anthony..
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Date: 12/9/2018 6:25:00 AM
It's got to be a big band...backed by some of the greatest players of all times...and a sky of Angels...Lovely concept
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