| In days of old when the books were untold
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| Speak of a world crushed by sin
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| «The people will mourn of a war to be born»
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| Nobody would listen to him
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| Think back in time when the future you find
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| Is so faint that it’s too hard to see
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| Don’t disavow his word for the truth must be heard
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| Cause the preacher tells visions he sees
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| In 1906 like the future predicts
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| The city will crumble to the bay
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| Then what’s in store when the worlds go to war?
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| Peace will have come another day
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| Then came the one in the year of '41
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| Warfare would light up the sky
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| He beckoned the call of the future for all
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| Blinded by what’s in his eyes
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| In days of old when the books were untold
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| Speak of a world crushed by sin
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| «The people will mourn of a war to be born»
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| Nobody would listen to him
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| Think back in time when the future you find
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| Is so faint that it’s too hard to see
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| Don’t disavow his word for the truth must be heard
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| Cause the preacher tells visions he sees
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| Listen to these words I preach
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| Catastrophic lessons they shall teach… |