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A Pale Horse And Its Rider (Here I Come Falling)

Time is standing Still The World has disappeared Now nightmares curse your sleep As you hope & pray in dreams The war is over & you'll wish you never knew But this is how it ends Each second becomes lost & soon we'll join the angels Who were blind but now see Just stop & take a bow The wind will carry you to sleep We'll bury you in dreams Before an audience of kings This is your reward Oh faithful one Take off your armor Go to sleep