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Days to Come

from Last Days by The Brothers of Abriem Harp

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The room was prepared; the friends gathered there
They all took their chairs as the sky turned red

He spoke of a vine and he broke of the bread
They drank of the wine; unto them He said

The wine is my blood, my body is the bread
They ate and were fed as the sun went down

Secret things stirred in the heart of his friend
His eyes looked at him; the betrayer frowned

He spoke of the day and the price he would pay
They would take him away in the bitter night

They could not foresee all that would come to be
They would tremble, they would flee, while the Master died

They were quiet and still while the room slowly filled
With shadows that crept from the dying sun

They were all unaware, as they rose from their chairs
And they walked down the stairs, of the days to come

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from Last Days, released July 7, 2015

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