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The Killing Time
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first poems The Killing Time
swooping down from heaven's ground
comes death, riding on black wings
spreading plague and pestilence throughout the land
the killing time is now at hand
the time for tears, the time for blood
the time is now to feel the wrath
of God, those who deceive and
cheat and lie, will long await their last goodbye
the pain they feel is all too real
they'll pray for death to deafened ears
and suffer still for many long years
and in the end they shall be judged
to burn in hell forever more
