Anger, Death, black fire is soon to be our sunset.
No place will be safe.
Your soul will roll down to hell,
The ground will crack.
The sky gray, and the sun will close like God's eye,
Thus, the time is now to change,
To fight the dark knight within your night is running short.
Get ready to lie down because goodbye we're all gonna die!

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