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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required (A holy man speaks in Latin) Cito est illud tempus quo nemo non potest amplius currere et abscondere Nullae altae cuniculis aut altis muris te servabunt Deus enim venit in lucem, quam semel dedit Nocentius verum pudoris ambulationem cognoscet Cum concentu detestabili clamores intentionum Ubi quisque bene servatum nomen suum clamat Nunc sanguine et dolore ablue Iustitia et poena soli erunt clamoribus qui implent aerem Animae vulneratae in ignominiam plangunt Hoc multoties ante factum est Et iterum hanc gloriosam ianuam tenebo Omnes nocentes grave pretium solvet Iis qui nummum aureum accipiunt in quacunque forma nova Munus vel quidlibet aliud, quod alios mittunt ad immolandum Corrupti acolythi aliquid tam vetus Quod non potest esse nisi unum judicium, quod semper praedictum est Omnes tristes animae, quae libenter AnitiChristo servire voluerunt Sub gladio Christi merentur poni Copyright John Duffy Translation That time is soon coming when no one can no longer run and hide No deep tunnels or high walls will save you For God is coming for a light he once gave you The guilty shall know the true walk of shame With a symphony of hateful cries of intent Where everyone shouts out their once well-kept name Now awash with blood and pain Justice and punishment will be the only screams that fill the air As their wounded souls lament in shame This has happened many times before And once more I'll hold open this glorious door All the guilty will pay a heavy price For those who take a golden coin in whatever new form A bribe or anything else as they send others out to be sacrificed Corrupted acolytes of something so old That there can only be one judgement as it's always been foretold That all those sad souls who willingly chose to serve The AnitiChrist Deserve to be put under the sharp sword of Christ Copyright John Duffy
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