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The lamb opened the seventh seal

The sky was covered in darkness

The seven angels prepared to

Blow the seven trumpets in their hands

Your life is hanging by a thread

Your days are numbered

Life was short

Death is near

Why can't I kill god inside me?

I can't believe, I cant persuade

Why is it still inside me?

I call out to it in the dark

But no one is there

God is punishing us, we will all die

This could be our last times

Death is right next to you

Jesus told us all

His crown shines in the sun

his scythe swings over your head

Which one of you will he cut first?

Which one of you will he cut first?

This is my words now

God is not real

Only real is death

We all have hatred of god

We all have anger of devil

Darkness will consume all of us

Darkness, darkness

Darkness