The Clock Stops After 400 Years

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And, the time has come for the retreat into the caves
from whence we came.

As the Clock Stops

As the clock stops, and the wind blows in all directions
as the changes are upon us. With the top down and the
down on top as it has been spoken to us.

As The Clock Stops

As the clock stops, and fear grabs the souls of the iniquity
doers of deeds. And with visions heard over the horizon whips into
our faces burning us with the hot winds of change.

As the clock stops then starts again with the changes done.
And we stood there in awe...

 

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