When Evil Dies
When evil dies
freedom is restored
life has some meaning
past nickels and dimes
love is restored,
honor now exists
pride is freed
from its long
restraining chains.
When evil is killed
the gates of hell are
shut and the pillars
that support the
unsustainable
structure will
fall and the 335 walls
will fall to the ground.
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