In days of old
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When the books were untold
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Speak of a world crushed by sin.
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"The people will mourn
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of a war to be born"
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Nobody would listen to him.
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Think back in time
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When the future you find
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Is so faint that it's too hard to see.
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Don't disavow his word
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For the truth must be heard
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Cause the preacher tells visions he sees.
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In 1906
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Like the future predicts
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The city will crumble to the bay
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Then what's in store
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When the worlds go to war?
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Peace will have come another day
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Then came the one
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In the year of '41
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Warfare would light up the sky
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He beckoned the call
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Of the future for all
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Blinded by what's in his eyes
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In days of old
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When the books were untold
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Speak of a world crushed by sin.
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"The people will mourn
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of a war to be born"
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Nobody would listen to him.
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Think back in time
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When the future you find
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Is so faint that it's too hard to see.
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Don't disavow his word
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For the truth must be heard
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Cause the preacher tells visions he sees.
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Listen to these words I preach
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Catastrophic lessons they shall teach
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Listen to these words I preach
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Catastrophic lessons they shall teach
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The Preacher
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