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Array ( [sid] => 166167 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Fin a Terra [time] => 2011-05-04 14:44:04 [hometext] => written from the perspective of satan. [bodytext] => I am your rival.
I am your foe who speaks in whispers.
Hear me now and forever!

So you're the one sent to face the devil?
You're wasting power on greed,
and those that have lost will avenge from the grave.
Go on, pouring out your pathetic will to me!

When you can see like me you'll see,
You haven't won anything,
You haven't gained anything,
You haven't solved anything.
When you can see like me
you'll see.

Every night I start my climb
Ascending higher to the morning sky.
But thereafter I lose your trust
and I curse your son for stealing my
light!
This world is mine!

They call me the son...of the dawn.
the son...of darkness.
the son...of deception.
the son...of the morning!

I commend all your fallen
We watch the clouds as they roll in
And when I win I will take your throne
from all these cowards you call your sons!
I am the lord of here!
And my time will last eternal.
Go on, pouring out
sin
cause in the end,
I will have you!

At the sound of the Seventh Trumpet
Nothing will save you
from the fate that awaits you.

Your precious light is fading!
Fin a Terra


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Fin a Terra

Contributed by nathancbritt on Wednesday, 4th May 2011 @ 02:44:04 PM in AEST
Topic: abstract



I am your rival.
I am your foe who speaks in whispers.
Hear me now and forever!

So you're the one sent to face the devil?
You're wasting power on greed,
and those that have lost will avenge from the grave.
Go on, pouring out your pathetic will to me!

When you can see like me you'll see,
You haven't won anything,
You haven't gained anything,
You haven't solved anything.
When you can see like me
you'll see.

Every night I start my climb
Ascending higher to the morning sky.
But thereafter I lose your trust
and I curse your son for stealing my
light!
This world is mine!

They call me the son...of the dawn.
the son...of darkness.
the son...of deception.
the son...of the morning!

I commend all your fallen
We watch the clouds as they roll in
And when I win I will take your throne
from all these cowards you call your sons!
I am the lord of here!
And my time will last eternal.
Go on, pouring out
sin
cause in the end,
I will have you!

At the sound of the Seventh Trumpet
Nothing will save you
from the fate that awaits you.

Your precious light is fading!
Fin a Terra






Copyright © nathancbritt ... [ 2011-05-04 14:44:04]
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