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 black As sackcloth of hair and The moon became as Blood of the dead Lo thy Kings
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