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| by adam | 'A Star, A Star, it descends from the sky'
the terror rings out in a clarion cry.
A throbbing violence overlooks the earth
Bitterness reigns.
'Who can find something to drink'
the ill soon perish as water is bile
and the next third will fall as they try to defile
The unholy bitterness.
Burning as a lamp, the Earth made foul
The beasts have died, and more to come
Harbinger, herald, third of seven
A plague sent upon by the Lord of heaven,
two thousand thousand shall afterwards ride
And the suffering continues
for the star's name was Bitterness |
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