Poof Gets The Led Out 3-24-13

Greetings and Salutations;

Most of what I have to say, is in the song. It really is the end and activity has already begun. Some must have lost their minds to defy the treasury sec, as if they had a choice. The trick is the only choice they had was a new cell to sit in, when they were caught with their pants down around their ankles. The old grey mare ain’t what she used to be, fellas. That greed will get you every time. It’s a vice that will no longer be permitted. There are a bunch of folks sitting at home with ankle bracelets as the finality arrives. The rest will be hustled off to undisclosed locations at the final moment. Don’t be shocked when the announcements begin, truth can be a real humdinger, and some won’t even believe the evidence when it’s put at the end of their noses. This will be the real ‘shock and awe’. The ripping down of the ‘Lie’ curtain is happening folks, for the whole world. Not a hole left to hide in. The C is in the atmosphere now and that’s why there’s all this insanity is happening. The pope got it and signed off straight away.

“The Battle Of Evermore”

Lyrics:
Queen of Light took her bow
And then she turned to go
The Prince of Peace embraced the gloom
And walked the night alone.

Oh, dance in the dark of night
Sing to the morning light.
The dark Lord rides in force tonight
And time will tell us all.

Oh, throw down your plow and hoe
Rest not to lock your homes.

Side by side we wait the might
Of the darkest of them all.

I hear the horses’ thunder
Down in the valley below
I’m waiting for the angels of Avalon
Waiting for the eastern glow.

The apples of the valley hold
The seeds of happiness
The ground is rich from tender care
Repay, do not forget no, no.
Oh dance-in-the-dark-of-night
sing to the morning light.

The apples turn to brown and black
The tyrant’s face is red

Oh the war is common cry
Pick up you swords and fly.
The sky is filled with good and bad
That mortals never know.

Oh well, the night is long
The beads of time pass slow
Tired eyes on the sunrise
Waiting for the eastern glow.

The pain of war cannot exceed
The woe of aftermath
The drums will shake the castle wall
The ring wraiths ride in black
Ride on.

Sing as you raise your bow
Shoot straighter than before.
No comfort has the fire at night
That lights the face so cold.

Oh dance in the dark of night,
Sing to the mornin’ light.
The magic runes are writ in gold
To bring the balance back.
Bring it back.

At last the sun is shining
The clouds of blue roll by
With flames from the dragon of darkness
The sunlight blinds his eyes.

Love and Kisses,

‘Poofness’

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