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Grey angels still harrow
The wounds of the broken.
This tempest of sorrow
Deforms the emotion.

Deaden to own will,
We submit to that of one Father.
Yet some struggle still
For the truth, heading for His castle.

Empty eyes stare at the sun,
Bleak skies, herald of grief.
Grey angels move as one,
The eclipse sows the seed.

Tempest of sorrow,
Fear for the absence of light.
Sheep will folllow,
Wolves shall embrace the night.

Bleak skies, herald of grief.
The eclipse sows the seed.

Grey angels still harrow
The wounds of the broken.
This tempest of sorrow
Defiles the communion.

Deaden to own will,
We submit to that of one Father.
Yet some struggle still
For the truth, heading for His castle.

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