Make The Pray
Posted By: Nick Kang<digitai430@yahoo.com>
Date: 19 November 2004, 9:43 PM
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Make Them Pray
My brothers have fallen
My sisters are gone
I am the last of my kind
So I write this sad song
They think I will die
Just like my siblings before me
I'll make their blood stain the sky
I will make them implore me
They will pray to their gods
Those that help them to see
They will beg to keep living
And to never face me
As for those that confront me
Their bodies will rot
I cast them down swiftly
Down the chasms, on the rocks
Even now, the Prophets know
I am with them today
I will drive them like snow
And I will make them pray.
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