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really listen to my words

what they mean, how they burn

let them sink into your mind

watch them float before your eyes

hear them whisper in your ear

and destroy your darkest fears

see the ligth fall from the sky

and banish evil from your sight

but hede the warning of these days

light fades to black and falls from grace

so as you stare and think me small

ponder the light and predict its fall

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