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The hour of dread wanes near to thee, where none of the doomed shall escape or go free.

A wickedness comes;
served swift, sour and cold.

There'll be no glorious tales to be told.

The dark side of heaven has aligned this millennial.

Plus 4 score
and 7 seals
broken by sentinels.

The book with the sixes has beckoned the beast.

Now the oceans run over the lands west to east.

Blood rains down from the sky with deaths thunder.

Rended bodies all torn and asunder.

Sinners and saints will each wonder why...