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Created on: April 20, 2009
ARE YOU SURE YOU WANT THE LAST DAYS?
Last days then what? Are you ready? There is no peace, peace has been taken out of the world,
no love only desolation.
In the last days there will be no drug addicts or drunks because they have all been consumed.
The drugs and alcohol was taken away in the last days. Joy was also taken away from the
earth in the last days.
Happiness has been cut off from the world-what shall we do in these last days?
Do we run the chance of waiting to see? Who are you oh great man that will be able
to stand on the last day?
What happens in those last days? The wild animals are moaning for food and water;
everything is dried up in these last days. The beaches are covered in blood, what shall
we do in these last days?
The fire is everywhere and there is no place to hide. What shall you do to avoid the last days?
Your friends are gone they were taken away before the last days. Oh! My what then shall we do?
Who are the wise ones that knew the last days were near? Did you know? Do you know?
I didn't know. No food, no water nothing to drink or eat. What then shall we do in these last days?
No one wants to party out of fear; what then shall we do in these last days?
Mothers are gnashing their teeth because they have no food for their young.
Their milk is all dried up and will not reproduce. What shall they do in these last days?
The earth is a blazing inferno the heat is intense. Everything is burning. These are the last days.
Shall we run we can't hide? Run for cover, there is none. Run for the streams they are all dried up.
What will you do now? This is your chance-today is not the last day-yet. What?
I say will you do to avoid the last days? The last day is great and very terrible;
who can endure?
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