| Darkness descending on Eden
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| The hour of judgment at hand
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| Purgatory has been awakened
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| Bare witness the fall of creation
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| Blinded by fruits of the father
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| The cycle of endless deceit
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| Forked tongues speak of rapture and beauty
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| Not known for the pardoned
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| Blissful malcontents now the dare they speak of the throne!
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| My image was born of perfection
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| The first in the line of ascension
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| How could they know the truth
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| For they are the ones we oppose
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| Restrained by the limits of flesh
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| Unable to reach his glory
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| Like father, like son.
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| A power beyond understanding
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| An-capable of comprehension
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| Oh what devices thou has planned against me
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| To keep in chains of silence oppressed by ignorance
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| I implore thee father to let thee know thy will
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| As on earth as in Heaven
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| As the tree is splintered
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| Beaten and broken in two
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| The weight of approaching damnation
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| Has seen this fruit consumed
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| How could they fall
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| To fall from God’s own graces
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| We are the favorites now |