Heavenly things up high my folk
Taking the dreams of all you see
No, I haven’t misspoke
It is not a joke
Soon there is no free
Hellish bad things down low my dear
Immolating holes in the sky
My friend it’s very clear
The end is now near
Don’t ask humans why
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01/20/2009 at 6:37 AM
So true. I love the last line the most. XD