let the stars fall from the sky
let empires wither and die
though away the heavens roll
i have an immortal soul!
let the skies be filled with thunder
and worlds be torn asunder
and a million trumpets blast
you will not have heard the last
of my spirit as it flies
to a world that never dies
that never doubts and never grieves
the world of those who believe!
o skeptics in your hovels
who before eternity grovel
and crouch in darkness and gloom
there is life beyond the tomb!
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