Glory of Sacrifice

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92869
United States
33° 48' 14.0004" N, 117° 46' 21.072" W

So as we walk and listen upon thy word,
people cry as they look up into the sky,
feathers falls towards us from the birds,
within ourselves we begin to cry,

As a man looks up and starts to pray,
we look at him and and scream kill
forgive them father he begins to say,
asking ourselfs why shay we wait until,

without moments the sky turns black
as thunder falls and the winds roar
as we begin to say we cant take it back
we stop and see whats more

with a final cry everything dies,
the sun gone but the clouds begun,
we look up and finally realizes,
the son of man has prophecy is done.

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