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4Horseman

Enter Babylon
2004 living in Armageddon
why is there sweat in my palm
wake every morning chanting a psalm

it's Biblical
demons live hypocritical
do I have to vote to be considered political
prisoner
not ready to surrender my life          
join the army and you renege your rights
I'm not ready to consummate the fight or flight

I can hear the pitter-patter of 16 hoves
coming for my spirit, but I don't fear it
Holy Shield and Armor conceals my soul
they're getting close
So I extract my sword,
 pray to the Lord,
the war is on,
 So prepare for the storm!


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