.I heard it through the rocks and bones.
The breath came knockin at my door.
It told me that my children hate.
Ancient love they've been waiting for.
I fell down distracted;
but,
I ain't going down no more.
There was like one, two, three, four, five,
Angels of Apocaly.
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