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At the end of life, on the edge of time.
Where there’s no air to breathe and death walks the line,
There’s no reaction, all spirit is broke
There are only tubes on which the crawling choke.

The analysts are gone, nothing is explained.
The earth still spins but in blood, it’s stained.
The atmosphere is poisoned, the rain is dead.
The deceased lie naked, as disease is spread.

Agony screams loudly, it deafens as it shakes.
Tissue combines with organs in the air as flakes.
And there on the edge where time disappears
There is only the suffering at the rainbow of tears.

Gold in the teeth shine brightly as bodies decompose
The colour of hell is as white as the snows.
At the end of life, on the edge of time,
Death is your Saviour, death is sublime.

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A second ticked by and not a lot had occurred,
The minute hand moved, and a voice was heard.

It spoke softly of love with pity and grace,
It promised to change this earth into a far different place.

But soon the hour passed and faith was held back.
Disbelief had entered and begun its attack.

Time travelled on and soon envy controlled all,
Until the closing of a day, and a tear it did fall.

It flows today as a sacrifice for sin,
Offering a way out; of the hell we are in.

At Christmas, that tear flows for all to embrace
Not just Christians, but the whole human race.

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