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Centurions Ghost The Great Work

In the house The walls are filled with stark reminders Stains of glories old Aspirations die Blown away like dust They settled for too long Through the

How can we search for the meaning of life when death comes at a price for us all The fact we exist for the right to be free but at the end and the start

"The Great Work now, as we move into a new millennium, is to carry out the transition from a period of human devastation of the Earth to a period when

Adversity embraces me In a world of cruel device In my mind I'm so frustrated I can't get no respite People smile then cut me down The moment my back

Tonight follow the way that the black sky leads Villains, lustful the thirst of the night When we become something else Prowl ground leave not a trace