They walk the streets by the thousands, slowly marching to their imminent end. No one saw this coming, no one can believe it's true... but it's here. Right in front of us, the end of the way things used to be. We'll walk these streets with empty pockets barely scraping by, pushing onwards another seemingly hopeless day. Filled with a hundred burning churches and a thousand terrifying cries, longing to be heard. For they stand and wait for the long awaited revelation. This is the change. This is our time!
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