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with darkness, they shall begin to fly. These demon locusts, will obey their king. Commanded not to kill their victims only to sting. Shaped like horses prepared for battle, with
come quickly; the flames will gladly then receive. Then your pain shall bring us comfort. We shall rejoice as you suffer in the flames. Into the lake with
blood. The stars will fall from space. The day of His wrath will come, on wicked men. The day of His wrath will come, who shall stand? Blood and fire
: A spirit rises with a legion at its side. To take the souls of human life. Helpless and weak it takes away the visions we seek. Our minds play tricks
: This is the place of the skull where terror reigned, A crucifixion of agony and pain, A crown of thorns peirced his skin, Bound by the wages of sin
: Destroyed by fire, many things will pass away. A new Heaven and new earth will stand for eternity. Destroyed by fire, many things will pass away.
blood will be shed by the hands of the guilty. As mortal death was at the door, the night seemed darker than before. The sweat and blood pour out, hemorrhaging
one seeks God. Their throats are open graves; their tongues practice deceit. Their mouths are full of cursing and bitterness. Their feet are swift to shed blood
weapons; they draw their swords. He was taken like a criminal, His innocence among the thieves. Liars, false witnesses, scourged to please the crowd. With
: When the darness doesn't cease. I long to feel your peace. Your arrows falling down to pierce the demons brow. Your voice echoing loud amongst the
: I seek the face of Jesus Christ. In a world wher death's existence is what surrounds And I watch as they strip us of our beliefs and we let ourselves
you get what you deserve. You chose your side, now pay the price. The battle lines have been drawn, knee deep in blood we'll sing our victory song.
come back to judge the lost. Earthquakes and famines, a world that's filled with pain. Hatred and war, the suffering begins. Earthquakes and famines, a world that's filled with
: Nails hammered through His hands and feet, blood spraying from His veins and His body's weak. Lifted up, a mangled spectacle for all the world to see
in defeat. With the sword of His mouth He will slaughter the wicked. He'll be riding on a white horse, His garments dipped in blood, Heaven's army following
: Destroy, the thoughts that plague my mind The battle within myself hidden inside. My spirit's willing but my flesh is weak. My spirit's willing
: The sin of the world was placed upon Him, leaving our filthy stains. His holy body was placed in the earth for three days and three nights. He descended