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The End of days
The unbalanced scale of right and wrong turn.
Night skies are dark as the angels bring forth pure souls for eternal judgment,
Those who have no hope, idolize the evil of the moon.
They are torn, body and soul, their eyes scream for release as they bow to the darkness.
They know of no hope as they are consumed by their own hatred and soon the Leviathan will consume them,
along with his hate for the light, by which he is denied. While the white spirits are lifted to the Heavens,
So they can create the universe anew.
