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A voice like thunder spoke:
"Come" and one by dreadful one
The four riders arise
Each bearing his own disaster
Stamp on us, the crown and the bow
Bent on bloody conquest
Taking the triumphs allowed
By the hand of He in power
The taker and his sword, tranquility slaughtered
The corpses pile high neath his unbloodied blade
Folding history upon the present
Unleashing our lust for battle upon ourselves
The hand and the scales renders the people (renders the people)
Incapable of filling their needs
Drowning in your oil and wine
And at the beckoning of the fourth creature
With pestilence upon his back, the pale horse came forth
And Hades followed in his wake (x2)
They were given power over a fourth of the earth
To kill by sword famine and plague, and by the beasts of the earth (Ap 6,7)
Here is the aftermath
Each one begets the next
This is no trivial judgment
This the beginning of the end
And thus
The great tribulation has begun /x2
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