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I keep hearing the sound of a drum,

Bum Bum Bum Bum.

The war of Satan and Christ has turned,

Some people will see fire and land that burned.

Others rise up to heaven above,

Souls washed from sin now what as a dove.

Only ones who have wise minds of old,

Will see roads of gold.

Then those with hearts black as night,

Will be put in flames of fright.

Choose now your path to walk,

Then will see who can talk.