Dead silent
Bloody sundayAnd cast down nations until nothings left
The stubborn heart
Kills thoughtful minds still they
Hate when evidence stares them in the face
The threat is real
Even when heaven is silent
There is a calm before the storm
When every man
Will call on the name of God
And he will judge this wicked world
I am not your enemy
I just see what you refuse to see
Why do you choose to live in
an enclosed room
When his light casts no shadow
For all you know this could be your dying day
You never know when your life will be taken away
We tend to think that man has all the answers
We think we know everything
But we are wrong
This world is cursed
Now its time to sentance the dead
This is the end
Times been spent
Blood's been spilled
So that we can live
The time will come
When every knee shalll bow
And every tongue will confess
Your time is running out
Let the curtains fall
Let the camera fade
This is your final call
Before the fires blaze
Where every wrong's made right
Darkness will turn to light
There is no place to hide
It's time to choose a side
To sentance the dead
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