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Awake The Arms Of God

The little things that we do, the time we begin to ignore the sun
The dark paths of life become blurred to light and harden to sin
Come lets reason across the monsoon of ages, the power of time
Camels of the heart full of barren ideas from the deserts of life
Wake the sleeping giant, tell him that the arms of God have fallen asleep in our lives, tell him the sons of reprobate have taken our hearts
The power of the Almighty grow cold in us and the path ways of our ends are of death, grave, hell and eternal damnation across the darkest eternity
Awake! Awake! Oh! the arms of God, the land is barren of righteousness
The sons of reprobates have taken over our planet, the continents need to feel the power flow from the throne...
Like the days when power path the sea, when the great beast was slain
Living no trace from the raging Rehab, when the chariots lost the battle and the thunderbolts were unleashed upon the Pharaohs
Like the greatest war of eternity, the titanic battle of all time
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Thursday, December 22, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: religion
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