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Sunday, November 29, 2015


There's a storm coming,
Razing continents for all they're worth,
There's a tempest brewing,
Raging furious, 'cross the thirsty earth,
There's a pale horse advancing,
Death's red rider spurring, cursing,
Truculent pestilence is prancing,
Satan is shouting, wildly dancing,
Soon the Serpent will be stalking,
Soon the Reaper will be talking,
Bring out your dead,
Soon Death will be out walking,
Bring out your dead,
A vile monster's coming,
Bring out your dead,
Monstrosities brazenly drumming,
Bring out your dead.
War is stewing,
Bring out your dead,
Danger's brewing,
Bring out your dead.
Beasts are rampaging,
Bring out your dead,
Rats are staging,
Bring out your dead.
Demons have breached the castle wall,
Bring out your dead,
Godless men have taken charge of all,
Bring out your dead.
Now the rueful end is near,
Bring out your dead,
Now darkness is what good men fear,
Bring out your dead.
War planes are flying,
Bring out your dead,
Children are crying,
Bring out your dead.
All good things shredded, so austere,
Bring out your dead,
Journey's end is near, it's clearly here,
Bring out your dead.
Leviathan has raised its ugly head,
Bring out your dead,
Loki has warred in Satan's stead,
Bring out your dead,
Bring out your dead.
Distorted by that gruesome face,
When ravaged folk lay splayed and dead,
Beyond the realm of God's good grace,
Where expired armies lay corrupt and bled,
Once war is expunged by Armageddon's final strike,
Once Doom stakes one final head upon a bloody spike,
Once darkness looms o'er all the earth,
Once hope is lost,
Beyond all earthly cost,
Once death has shackled man in a hellish berth,
Once the dead have rotted away,
Once lasting peace has come to stay,
Pure springs will rush forth again,
Blessings in a sacred place,
Upwelling founts will gush again,
Prayers to wash man's sorry face,
Sun will shine upon earth's grief stricken living,
Earth's glory will heal with bountiful giving.
Blue sky will deem a new day is yawning,
Fields of herbs will thrive once the new is dawning,
Gentle deer will graze and mew, at rest with the spotted fawn,
Beasts and birds will roam abundant, wild and free of greedy strife,
Earth itself shall rejoice with Heaven, once all corruptions done and gone,
Purity will once more tend every blessed limb of that sacred tree of life.

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