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Last Days ?
Must we continue to walk the grounds
of ancient times and tombs
to hasten us to our collected doom
If solemn tears could hollow the skies
the merciful heavens might hear our cries
Must the blood continue to run like a river with no end?
The blowing sands of hell are piling around the door,
Still we pretend
Copyrights 2007
Robert Anthony James
of ancient times and tombs
to hasten us to our collected doom
If solemn tears could hollow the skies
the merciful heavens might hear our cries
Must the blood continue to run like a river with no end?
The blowing sands of hell are piling around the door,
Still we pretend
Copyrights 2007
Robert Anthony James
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Last Days ?
Last Days ?