Earth
On angels wing I shall float above allAll the turbulence of hell on earth
Earth is like Satans place
Places seem so dark and cold
Cold and lonely is the soul
Souls of the lost must take flight
Flight to higher areas
Areas where no one will judge
Judge there is only one
One who will save us from evil
Evil so walk this world
World is a sinking ball
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