Shadows of terror sweep my soul, Like a world darkened from the eclipses of old. A world where darkness is called by name; A world which glorifies malice and rage. A world where intelligence no longer succeeds; A world where morals become the disease. A world where justice protects the insane; A world where lawlessness socially does reign. Now our days race with rage, As shadows continue to twist and change; Like seas churning with the winds of a storm, These shadows are continually born: They’re stripping away our G-d given sovereignty: Bringing forth hell … aligned in calamity, Seeking a god in the depths of their depravity: This is their change; shadow filled amity. I bow down with broken esteem Praying to God — this world will see; Hoping God — will dissolve her disease, Believing God — will return her to her feet.
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