| Rrreeehhh!
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| Yeyah!
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| A VOICE LIKE THUNDER SPOKE
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| «Come!» |
| and one by dreadful one,
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| the four riders arise
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| each bearing his own disaster.
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| Stephanos!
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| The crown and the bow bent on bloody conquest
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| taking the triumphs allowed
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| by the Hand of He in power.
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| OOOHHHH!
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| The taker and his sword;
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| tranquility slaughtered.
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| The corpses pile high neath his unbloodied blade.
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| Folding history upon the present,
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| unleashing our lust for battle…
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| upon ourselves.
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| The hand and the scales renders the people
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| incapable of filling their needs.
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| Drowning in your oil and wine…
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| and at the beckoning
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| of the fourth creature,
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| with Pestilence upon his back,
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| the pale horse came forth
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| and Hades followed in his wake.
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| and HADES followed in his wake.
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| They were given power over a fourth of the earth
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| to kill by sword famine and plague,
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| and by the beasts of the earth.
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| Blech!
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| Here is the aftermath…
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| each one begets the next.
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| This is no trivial judgment.
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| RRAAAWWW!
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| This the beginning of the end
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| and thus
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| the Great Tribulation has begun.
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| This the beginning of the end
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| and thus
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| the Great Tribulation has begun. |