In the distance,among the many clouds. I see the moon is shining. Reflections of the light given by the sun.Laced by clouds' silver lining. Green the day. Yet gold the night. Time still turning, continual light. In another atmosphire, dawn's distant illusion to steal the day. For demons soon pass this way. And none shall hold you, None shall care. Boils face forming. Now all will stare. Soon to see the nightmares truth. The demons' day in the city of Deluth. Pain's destruction to inflict. On all who pass this way. Preacher man or convict, will break like jars of clay.
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