Their eyes were as a flame
Of fire and on their heads
Were many crowns they had
Names written that no man hath
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 as
Sackcloth of hair and
The moon became as
Blood of the dead
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