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Trumpet blowing in the darkness of night,

while the peaceful world unknowingly sleeps.

Everyone is calm with not nearly a fright,

not a one knows he is playing for keeps.



Gabriel blowing his last final note,

bringing end to the world as it was wrote.



The Angel doing what was once foretold,

with not a soul left on this earth to mourn.

For what was said by God, will now unfold.

Gabriel go forth now and blow your horn.