judgment day

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crushed the earth begins to bend

the earth wil split from evils pressure

satan laughs at our wicked end

our souls he comes to measure

he hovers over the evil abyss

he calls for his undead horde

satan stays to watch the unholy bliss

our race will end at satans sword

with the dead and demonic every where you look

nothing will save you dont look to the holy book

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the poem version of a song im trying to write

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