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When the light dies down and you blood runs cold

Then you know what you fear most is growing old

The clock winds down and the bells will toll

For the dawn that follows may require your soul

Through the narrows there are few who pass

Only the chosen enter in

Seek your calling while it may be found

For the sand in the hourglass is falling

We hang in the balance one by one

Turn from you ways the voice is calling

And fear the end of the age

Now the evil deed never goes unseen

And the wisdom of your wise men is unclean

For the pride of life and the lust for gain

Is a sickness of the heart, the Mark of Cain

Through the narrows there are few who pass

Only the chosen enter in

Seek your calling while it may be found

For the sand in the hourglass is falling

We hang in the balance one by one

Turn from you ways the voice is calling

And fear the end of the age

Sword and shield, the right hand of power’s

Protecting us, directing us

He’ll reveal the glory that’s only His own

With a fire in the sky

When the mountains fall and the heavens roar

Then the reign of man will end forevermore

And the fools who believed in their empty ways

Will be witness to a world that’s set ablaze

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