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My Father Chariot

The sky unfolding mysteries tiles, Dropping rain of chariots, (the presence hour of Jacob trouble,sent A signal on Lucifer throne) The last hour of yielding cross: I am Jehovah master of all Am sovereign and kind Who love ,I love Who hate me will pay, For the time as come. Chariot of fire with angry faces, Dreadful to look upon, Trumpet sounding louder than machine gun. Living-dead,rise like a standing tower. Lucifer behold the standing light melt down Thunder sounding,like a rocket marine, Splashing lighting of a thunderbolt. Ascending sheep,up the sky , Descending goats down. Chaos ascend the goats, Bath with blood of sky raining fire. Wonder! Wonder the end has come.

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