They are coming:
Naked old women with lustful eyes
And genitals, reeked
With smell of death.
Golden-haired boys
Squeal and laugh around them,
Their marmoreal bodies
Sparkle under the sun.
Weird shrill is all around:
They trumpet, they drum.
Look at them!

Thousand of hands raise up!
Inflamed eyes, full of endless love.
Blood-stained smiles, full of foretaste.

Doomsday is coming,
But who knows, what does it mean?

They are coming to purify
With fires if expiation,
With signs of non-return,
Bringing evangel: coming Sabbath!

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