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I can now see it coming The sound of the end is drumming From the fury of the dragon's head Channel through a ceremonial head It is the conspiracy of evil ideas Molded in our psychic to adhere And I feel it in my premonition The awaited plot for a secular dimension To be carried out through a device In those who play antagonist to biblical advice For my common sense is not blinded To know where it was masterminded Since sin is the only yardstick To hinder our soul from heavenly pick Let's stick with the scriptures to conquer Their's is the world for now to conquer.
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Jul 20, 2013
Jul 20, 2013 at 4:06 AM UTC
MY PREMONITION
I can now see it coming The sound of the end is drumming From the fury of the dragon's head Channel through a ceremonial head It is the conspiracy of evil ideas Molded in our psychic to adhere And I feel it in my premonition The awaited plot for a secular dimension To be carried out through a device In those who play antagonist to biblical advice For my common sense is not blinded To know where it was masterminded Since sin is the only yardstick To hinder our soul from heavenly pick Let's stick with the scriptures to conquer Their's is the world for now to conquer.
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Nigerian
Jul 20, 2013
Jul 20, 2013 at 4:06 AM UTC
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