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_In this age, where lies abound
We start a rage without a sound
Reacting before we even hear
Confuse the facts, our thoughts unclear
Even those, once eloquent
Become our foes, by their dissent
Turned the Page, but still I've found
That, in this age, the lies abound

In all I have said, there's only truth
Not taken, instead, you ask for proof
Since when was right considered wrong?
Or, does the Light not here belong?
He came to walk among us all
Perhaps, His words might save our fall
After all He did, they still asked for proof
They nailed Him to a cross to silence the Truth

You may forget me
When my time is done
But even when we're memories
The Truth still lives on




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