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The waters rage in the angry sea, |
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Full of fury the waves crashing down on me |
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Hell is on the horizon and closing in. |
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Fear and doubt replace hope |
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As our future begins to dim. |
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Death calls our name from the black abyss. |
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The deep beckons our flesh, the great weakness. |
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As this voyage of conquest begins to close |
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A great sadness consumes all I've ever known. |
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This vessel once strong bent on conquering |
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Starts to crumble, revealing its frailty. |
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Our greatest fears are realized. |
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Our doom approaches, time to die. |
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All is lost, the death of hope... NO!!! |
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Behold the Archegos, Savior of the lost. |
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He anchors us to shore, with strength |
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Our weight, he bore. |
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The grip of death defined, |
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By grace we will survive. |
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Dark waters full of wrath, |
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We leave behind, never look back. |
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Pulled out of hopelessness, |
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A life destined to burn. |
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Dark clouds are cleared away, |
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Reveal the rising sun. |
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I hear these words: |
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"Face your fears. Search your heart. Trust in Hope. |
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Death could never hope to drown this love!!" |