[MaryMagdaQueenofQueens]

Archaic Portion
From every scattered verse
To every driven hearse
It all but a domino

The affect is felt
The ripples melt
People either die or grow.

Time is spent
Find whats meant
You either stay or you go.
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Create
Win a thousand, never more
Take my breath. I'm feeling sore

Carve my heart, its getting tight
Craft a place, You'll sleep at night

Feed the flames, I'm starving under
Bed is warm, I still hear the thunder

Wetter days colder nights looking up still heaven in sights.

Broken glass has left in splinters
Scars and chaff from harsher winters.

Plenty love and plenty mercy
Drink in the light we're all thirsty

Tell your brothers you love them
And remember that god saves.
Hear the thunder in the distance
Feel his righteous waves
Make room in your heart
a place for God to dwell
Surely he will save you
Pull you up from hell.