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To walk among the living cursed to be the dead I understand the fear inside because I bathe in dread and to sleep a peaceful night with fate dancing on my head leaves a taste of rotting premonitions upon my tongue instead *Beware of your surroundings wash the evil off your hands We are no longer safe from Satan he has kissed the promised land And when war ceased to erase the common fault of man There will be an entire wave of famine birthed from the smallest grain of sand*
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Oct 12, 2014
Oct 12, 2014 at 8:27 PM UTC
The Curse
To walk among the living cursed to be the dead I understand the fear inside because I bathe in dread and to sleep a peaceful night with fate dancing on my head leaves a taste of rotting premonitions upon my tongue instead *Beware of your surroundings wash the evil off your hands We are no longer safe from Satan he has kissed the promised land And when war ceased to erase the common fault of man There will be an entire wave of famine birthed from the smallest grain of sand*
Inspired by the war and Ebola crisis. Our world wide issues have become irreversible and now both will run their course. (C) Maxwell 2014
#war#fear#dead#famine#crisis#endtimes#ebola#worldissues
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Oct 12, 2014
Oct 12, 2014 at 8:27 PM UTC
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