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Think About It


We've been born destined for something

But some days you feel like nothing

What is the point you ask yourself

But still you keep hunting


The world is soaked in lies

Everyday we approach its demise

Tho he nor she can see the wool

Being pulled over their eyes


What a shame what a shame

But the Lord said it plain

Revelation is here, and the

Wicked shall no longer reign


For which side will you ride?

Prince of darkness or the Most High?

War is at the front door

Ringing harder than ever before! -T2R

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