The night is behind me
the morning has come.
when daybreak arrives
the cattle will run.
For up in the sky,
where blue clouds once hung.
a bright pulsing light
now fights with the sun.
Too many warnings,
but nothing was done.
When God raises anger
he fights with the sun.
Do we have moments
a flash then we're gone.
The night is behind me
the morning has come...



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