It's in Revelations 1 to 22
Scorpions and hydra breathing fire at you
So mark your foreheads
Seven golden lamp stands
To light the fury from the sky
I will kill your children
I know your works and labor
They can't save ya
Throats are parched
With smoke from golden censers
Rivers run with blood
Wormwood to quench ya
From being and nothingness
Second woe is past
Look out! Look out!
Third one's coming up
Seal up the righteous
And screw the wicked over
It's all over
It's a plague of locusts
Hallelujah!
It's raining frogs
It's a boulder hailstorm
It's the wrath of Goddamn
The names are in the Book, not yours
Four horsemen ride the range
Hark! The herald angels carnage
Pestilence and bloodshed
Wash away all your mistakes
Before they cast your
Wretched flesh into the Fiery Lake
And it's coming
And it's a plague of locusts
It's a plague of locusts
It's a plague of locusts
It's the wrath of

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