Our spinning world has much in fear
The hidden will shine and show itself
It's ready and near
The moon has turned
The waves have roared
The stars are fallen
Without a storm
The mountains are swollen
Our spinning world is changing
Nothing seems the same
What breathes, now hold it's breath
What smelled, now has no stench
What lights the way
Is now full of darken shame
Our spinning world has shattered
Many have lost their faith
What's cold is hot
What once was known, is now forgot
Our spinning world will stop! !
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