Red gates of iron cast theirBlack shadows on this landDividing souls... far belowThe gathering winds the armies watchAre rising from the westForetelling news... of freedom's handIn secrecy they've infiltratedAll of our strongholdsControlling more... year after yearSo we've let this happen all alongBelieving what's been saidOur leaders cry... we have no one to fearWe watch the sun rise, and hopeWe watch the sun rise, and hopeThat it won't be our lastAfter the stormAfter the stormAfter the stormAfter the storm
Nice pic Sean. In Chan after the storm we had a bunch of mammatus clouds hanging over us like so many cloud implants. I am out for the bike race tonight. Must get ready for the archery shoot and a trip to austin tx.
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