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A red priest broke into our classroom
Caught us children by attention
"Listen closely to the words I speak
Lord knows if we'll ever ever again meet"

Spoke such words never spoken before
On the way he declared a war
Miracles like you've never seen
From a man who was raised up in the sea

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A man is coming in thirteen-one
To charm the daughters and the sons
Scared for our lives, I turned to your hands
Hold this tight while we run, if we still can

What disasters may come, whatever it may be
At the end of the age, it will land you and me
What tragedy may bring, whatever may fall
At the end of the world, you still belong

Before the red priest took his last breath
He told me, "Child, now don't forget
The sun will turn dark very soon
And the days are numbered when there's blood on the moon

The earth will shake and the sky will fall
The eyes will open of those involved
Don't take this son, but you'll be killed
By the man from seven hills"

A man is coming in thirteen-one
To charm the daughters and the sons
Scared for our lives, I turned to your hand
Hold this tight while we run, if we still can

What disasters may come, whatever it may be
At the end of the age, it will land you and me
What tragedy may bring, whenever it may fall
At the end of the world, you still belong

Look children to the eastern sky when you hear the voice say your last goodbyes
Look there to the eastern skies when the ghosts take hold of the men who died
Look children to the eastern sky when your fathers weep, and your mothers cry
Look children to the eastern sky

What disasters may come, whatever it may be
At the end of the age, it will land you and me
What tragedy may bring, whatever may fall
At the end of the world, you still belong

Look children to the eastern sky when you hear the voice say your last goodbyes
Look there to the eastern skies when the ghosts take hold of the men who died
Look children to the eastern sky when your fathers weep, and your mothers cry
Look children to the eastern sky

Look children to the eastern sky

Writer(s): Stephen Arnold

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