| I was dreaming when I saw her entering from mist
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| Or so I thought
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| She was pure, like Wolf at night
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| Cold as fire, innocent like sword
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| And she said to me: Seal not the words
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| Of the prophecy of this vision
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| For your fate is at hand
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| Blessed are they who wash their robes in Blood
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| When I had seen her, I fell at her feet as dead
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| And she laid her hand upon me, saying:
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| Fear not I am the First and the Last
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| I was dead
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| But I am alive
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| And behold I am living for ever and ever
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| And have the keys of Death and of Hell
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| She showed me The Truth
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| And behold a white horse, he that sat on him had a bow
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| There was a crown given to him, and he went forth
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| Conquering what he might conquer
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| And there went out another horse that was red
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| And to him that sat there
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| It was given that he should take peace from the earth
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| That they should kill each other
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| And a great sword
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| Was given to him
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| To punish them
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| For their blasphemy
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| Against The Horned One
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| The Great Beast Of Revelation
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| I was dreaming when I saw her entering from mist
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| Or so I thought
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| She was pure, like Wolf at night
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| Cold as fire, innocent like sword |