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Gospel Plough
Dreamed I saw gospel ploughShe was standing at the gateClothed in blood and ???There were ???There was noise and there was lightWe were kneeling at the soundThey were circled all aroundHoly, holy was the shoutHoly, holy was the shoutThey were circled all aroundDreamed I saw my father's houseWas frightened by the soundGospel plough, I don't know it nowHoly, holy was the shoutHoly, holy was the shout
From Letras Mania