The time is come, and doom is here,
But only for the poor and meek;
Their world was small,
Soon lost and gone,
Those left have drowned in grief.
Doom's not yet come,
For thick-hyded ones,
Of greed for wealth who reek,
The world's their all,
They'll indulge for long,
And they shall never heed.
But only for the poor and meek;
Their world was small,
Soon lost and gone,
Those left have drowned in grief.
Doom's not yet come,
For thick-hyded ones,
Of greed for wealth who reek,
The world's their all,
They'll indulge for long,
And they shall never heed.
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