One of the seven angels, "Come, I will show you the judgment
Of the great harlot who sits on many waters, a harlotry figment
With whom the kings of the earth committed fornication
The inhabitants of the earth drunk with the wine of her fornication"
Mystery, Babylon the Great, the Mother of Harlots
And of the abominations of the earth, her judgment allots
The beast with seven heads and ten horns, scarlet in hue
Full of names of blasphemy, the harlot's perch and pew
The woman, arrayed in purple and scarlet, adorned with gold
Precious stones and pearls, a golden cup in her hand, abominations untold
On her forehead, "Mystery, Babylon the Great, Mother of Harlots"
Drunk with the blood of the saints and martyrs of Jesus, a fate she plots
The beast, once was, is not, and will ascend from the bottomless pit
And go to perdition, the earth's inhabitants marvel, a deception they admit
The seven heads, seven mountains and seven kings, five fallen, one is
The other not yet come, the beast is the eighth, to perdition he is whiz
The ten horns, ten kings who receive authority for one hour
With the beast, their power and authority they devour
Against the Lamb they make war, but the Lamb will overcome
For He is Lord of lords and King of kings, His called, chosen, faithful, a fearsome sum
The harlot's judgment, the beast's demise, the Lamb's victory
Babylon's fall, the saints' vindication, a divine decree
The waters, peoples, multitudes, nations, and tongues, the harlot's seat
The ten horns and the beast, her desolation and destruction, complete
Let Artificial Intelligence Destroy. Me, Suno, and Claude.
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22 июн 2024
