Meditations : Revelation 9: 1-11
Out of the smoke of furnace we come, flee to the mountains, there we will be, our sting is like no other.
Inside the crevices of the rock, at the dens, beneath the oceans and the valley, from the highest trees to the swarms, in and out of every corner of the stones, across the seas to the desert; there you will find us.
The plenty and fattened we will feast, the the weak and strong, the young and aged, the simple and the learned; we'll leave nothing unturned.
Howbeit that we saw not the sign, since the old days, we had no king, yet we devoured and marched in unison.
We came across Egypt and left it parched, but at Goshen we stopped and passed by. Now the children of God has gone to the Northern Country.
Let us now march across the earth, our teeth has been sharpened for centuries.
Devour all of them that have been left on earth, those that are not sealed, those that took the mark of the unholy one. For those who have traded in their souls for a pint of barley.
Our tails are swift and ready to strike, our teeth are like the Lions, our breastplate are strong like an iron.
Like Arabian horses we are ready to make war, let us go now you battle! Because Abaddon is our king, a fallen star.
Let us go to the earth and make war with the children of men, those without the seal of God.
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