Sanctification

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All work is Copyrighted. Aingealicia 2008 Rise, you gentiles of Babylonian times. For as you see across the land Look and see as far as you can. As you see all the signs. New leaders taking place across the globe. As the soldiers march to a sound only they hear While out in the field it is not entirely clear. As we watch on as the death mark is to unfold. Gold upon the rise, Literally marked, We march while remaining parked. Gut instinct of despise. Sharpen your swords, knights, Sing your sonnet song. There will be more prolonged. Continue upon your plights. The seas are rising As life can not be seen Left in the middle, in between. Governments are disguising. As the time piece keeps a cadence strong Separation of survival and life Cutting with a dull knife. Only that of a wait too long. Tick tock as the maze opens to that of wonderland. Hold fast as you spin out of control. Only you are not the only one to know. Just as the Memory link had planned. Separate worlds we all share, One combined As the others remain blind. Parallel worlds, what a pair? One shall rise out of the underground, As wars and battles distract the land, It is as well as it was planned. Hidden in the shadows, without a sound. Infiltration, Sanctification, Ratification, Salvation. Brought, Screamed Light upon the Night. The revolution, As it has begun, You watch as the unfolding Of life itself has won.