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Christ
Contributed by
cant-skate
on
Wednesday, 27th August 2003 @ 05:45:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
mystical
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Death across the land comes creeping
Fire rides the skies like thunder
Sounds through out the silence
One lamb is bout to be devoted…
People cheer and hail
Children scream and shout
Women crying….
Bearing a piece of wood
On his shoulder
“Sin was never there”
Walking on the road of
Evil painting it with love
Death at it’s end is waiting
Seems like the end…
Still walking
Soldiers rushing the way
Forever walking the hill of death…
Finally wood meets together
A cross is to formed
Steal bites his body soldiers ripping the cloth
Peace in his eyes, forgiveness on his lips
Still burning with conviction
…Left…but to return…
Darkness roamed the earth
Rain like prayers
The temple couldn’t face
It happened like
He said; the rising on the third day…
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cant-skate
... [
2003-08-27 05:45:00] (Date/Time posted on
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