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And the trumpets pounded in my ears
The sun shone black as sackcloth of hair
And the path was paved with treachery
Joy, joy, for I was received

In thy knock, I heard an open door
Brought the lamb with the seven horns
The beasts and elders fell before the lamb
Angels teemed ten thousand strong
Angels teemed ten thousand strong

And the armies flew upon the earth
Locusts rose with the scorpions
And we were sealed according to our deeds
Joy, joy, for I was received

In the dark, I heard Omega call
For one to rise, one first must fall
And the angels and the insects fed
Together made a man of men
Together made a man of men
Amen