Twins Tumble

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All proceeds from the sale of Twins Tumble
will be given to the Twin Towers Orphan Fund

The day the horror struck, I know not what to do. I stumble round my house all day. My thoughts had been consumed. For there it was before me, yet a thousand miles away. One big iron bird for each of you, and fuel of fiery rage. Though I cannot hear their crying. I surly feel the pain. Of the innocent survivors, and the losses they've sustained. What kind of men would do this? I want to understand. I struggle with my conscience, for I am a peaceful man.

And now we shall see if you're following divinity.

Twins tumble. The sky above is flame. Now all the world is hunting for those who are to blame. The spirit of the proud will pull together now, in the memory of the loved and the sacrifice they've found.

They underestimate the power and the strength of a free united people with no tolerance of evil. So when the hounds of war come knocking at your door, prepare to meet the wrath of your terrorist attack.

And now we shall see if you're following divinity.

Twins tumble. They've fall to the ground. The Pentagon is pounded with these moments we're astounded. But the spirit of the proud will pull together now in the memory of the loved and the sacrifice they've crowned.

Twins tumble but the lost will be lifted. Off to a better place with light they will be graced. And the ones left behind will ponder in their minds. The answerers questions lost in the wreckage.

Twins tumble but the lost will be lifted. Off to a better place with light they will be graced. And the ones left behind will ponder in their minds. The answerers questions lost in the wreckage.

Twins tumble but the lost will be lifted. Off to a better place with light they will be graced.

With life they will be graced.