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Ashes Of an Aeon
Four riders ride across the sky
Wild beasts, pestilence, war and death
Sent down by heaven to purge this world of sin
Hardly impressed by the cruelty anymore
So full of hate we offer resistance
Chorus:
Blood dripping from the sky
The gates of Heaven crash
The infernal dragon flies
Burning this world to ash
As the war is fought in heaven
Recruitment's going on on Earth
But we won't ally us to a God that has forsaken us
We're no more the puppets on his string
We are ours alone
The seven seals ly broken on the floor
Close to them a boddy is rotting
When the sheep turn to wolfes the shephard will become the prey
We prove the proffecies were wrong
We are still allive
Chorus
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