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The gates will open; hate flies out, Plagues our lives with loss and doubt, Stop the peace from kicking in, Make us suffer for our sin, Dope our minds; nightmarish dreams, So nothing be quite how it seems, The deadly sins like shadows ride, So all the light shall fade or hide, And to the darkness they give birth, Remove the good that's left on Earth, The ground cracks like a labouring womb, All that's right decend to doom, Infernos burn a new waste land, The right gives in to wrong's demands, It had no choice; there is no way, All resistance shadows slay, The light turns dark, the bright now dull, Love has fallen to the skull, That walks and kills but does not breathe, What we fear will never leave, But rather feed off all our fright, Stealth-like creatures of the night, Making sure that good does fall, And that dark rules over all. |