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Last Moment To Burn
Blistering thunder
Cracking asunder
Craters form
High ground being torn
Its ledges are sharp
Concealed in the dark
The rain blows in gales
-ancient prophecy hails
Blistering thunder
Fate pulls you under
Vows you made
Point straight to your grave
Death's legions await
You fall through its gate
Your last moment burned
-no more chances to learn
(Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2018)
Cracking asunder
Craters form
High ground being torn
Its ledges are sharp
Concealed in the dark
The rain blows in gales
-ancient prophecy hails
Blistering thunder
Fate pulls you under
Vows you made
Point straight to your grave
Death's legions await
You fall through its gate
Your last moment burned
-no more chances to learn
(Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2018)
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Last Moment To Burn
Last Moment To Burn
