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[bodytext] => Earthquakes we heard the rumers Ages upon ages have we not been warned Daughter against mother Son against father Tremmers If all feels good it must be right A family is scattered Fornication rampid Evil doings night and light At its foundation earth shakes Man and merry men Woman upon woman neither concieve Upon earth the quiver of snakes The moon neon as red as blood Coments trails across the skies Pink lightning flashed its sign Come forth a man wrongly deemed to be good Seduction begin Wonders of magic Even to death to rise Never so much darkness since the world begun A thousand years but a day Three years and six months Ungodly rule Mountains collapse and mountains rise All goodness hides in earthen caves Our solar star gives forth little light Darkness total three full days Prostrate frevently pray Only rays of blessed candles hidden from sight Demmonomerty seeks to kill Mankind must worship the Beast Demons all hidious forms Power to seek kill and harm Pray these days be shorten Coming again in the tradition of His birth A lady in blue twelve stars a crown Ready now the pangs of her whomb Standing above the city of seven hills comes relief Paul and Peter preach again Satan chases all for not A thousand years but a day Withstand O'faithful Christian Sinn [comments] => 2 [counter] => 143 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Sinned [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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