The shadow of the valley grows ever closer
Many become a different kind of soldier
It’s hard to fathom that any day one’s life could end
So for now all one can do is surround oneself with friends
We await the Second Coming while the Fallen Angel prospers
With each passing moment peoples’ faith begins to falter
History is nothing but a never-ending circle
It stands out in society like “The Color Purple”
Repeated mistakes, the causes and ends of wars
The rise and fall of everything from monarchs to stores
Life is but a battle until our fated deaths
So in the end we hope to have nothing to regret

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