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Satan’s Rage

When the sky falls
When it all crumbles away
When the ground lays waste
In a perpetual paste
When your life fades
And your soul caged
With your ears in bonds
And your eyes blind
When your mouth is tied
With a pack of lies
And your spirit hopes to fly
Once more one the fallen sky
When your dreams are crushed
And your hate is lashed
That is when
The skyfall really is
A sliver of Satan’s rage


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