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Bang! Bang! Windows shutting, Doors slamming everywhere. The streets empty like vacuum, The roads as dark as night, Curtains drawn so tight. The wind is howling... The tune of danger and death, slowly playing No one is outside... they wouldn't dare. They all are afraid of combating a problem they created, Afraid of being a victim of their own evil I tell you, you brought this upon yourself, You neglected God, and allowed yourself to be manipulated by the devil And now your evil has caught up with you Terror has struck, bringing fierce winds of trouble and doom Pain and tears, Sickness and DEATH… The sky has been shut. The land with which milk and honey once flowed Are now hard and dry The locusts and cankerworrm have eaten what the worms left behind, And the armyworm would eat their leftovers No one knows the way out... or do they? Maybe they are all shying away From the truth that they have been rebellious and disobedient Proud and conceited. They've been too full of their foolish selves. They needed a reminder. That they could be gone without any remainder Something to spell out; D-U-S-T. They need to be told again, That they could be blown away like ashes They asked for it, and they were given, Sickness and DEATH, hatred and war Even after so much damage They didn't still get the message, They all lay still in their coven Waiting for something to happen. Forgetting that they should "make something happen". They forgot what was written in the seventh chapter of Chronicles' second book They should all humble themselves, And return, every man to his God, Repent! turn away from your wickedness, And destroy all the high places of pagan worship Let the body of Christ rebuild their fallen altar Let the people gather to pray Let us all embrace the greater good And fight this battle on our knees If not... I tell you The worst is yet to come
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