The fifth trumpet sounds, the first woe begins
A fallen star, given the key to the abyss
Smoke rises from the pit, the sun and air darkened
Locusts emerge, with power like scorpions, men's hearts hardened
Woe to the earth, the trumpets sound
Judgment and destruction, the woes abound
The Lamb's wrath poured out, the earth in turmoil
The first and second woes, the devil's foil
The locusts, like horses prepared for battle
Gold crowns, human faces, hair like women, teeth that rattle
Lion-like, with breastplates of iron, wings that roar
For five months they torment, men seek death, but death ignores
The sixth trumpet, the second woe, a voice from the altar
"Release the four angels, at the Euphrates they falter"
Prepared for the hour, day, month, and year
To kill a third of mankind, judgment severe
An army of horsemen, two hundred million strong
Breastplates of fire, hyacinth, and brimstone, a fearsome throng
Lion-headed horses, fire, smoke, and brimstone they breathe
A third of mankind killed, yet the rest do not repent or believe
Woe to the earth, the trumpets sound
Judgment and destruction, the woes abound
The Lamb's wrath poured out, the earth in turmoil
The first and second woes, the devil's foil
They did not repent of their murders, sorceries, or idolatries
Sexual immorality and thefts, they cling to their iniquities
The first and second woes pass, but one is still to come
The seventh trumpet looms, the earth's final undone
The Lamb's judgment marches on, the woes unfold
Men's hearts hardened, their sins they still uphold
The first and second woes, a glimpse of what's to come
The seventh trumpet nears, the final battle to be won
Let Artificial Intelligence Destroy. Me, Suno, and Claude.
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22 июн 2024
