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Warning times |
| The shadow of your coming Foretold in Matthew 24 Darkens the worlds’ windows It ices every door Death trembles in anguish And hides within his den The Lord awaits the set time And gives time to repent Babylon grows brazen An alternate power But men who dance with darkness They feel the coming storm Men’s goodness is but rags The Law requires blood Only the great high priest Can save them from this flood |