Their eyes were as a flame
of fire and on their heads
were many crowns they had
names written that no man hath

Their voices were as a sound
of many waters down
and when I saw them I fell
at their feet dead

Lo thy Kings

My sun became as
sackcloth of hair and
the moon became as
blood of the dead

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