Blood Drift

Thrusting Plagues

Blood Drift


I saw the signs in heaven 
The four beasts and the seven last plagues 
I saw a sea of glass and fire 
Who shall not fear and glorify thy name 

The seven golden vails 
Full of wrath of the Eternal God 
Given to 
The seven angels 

Seven scales 
Will infect the surface 
Thrusting plagues 
And forget about the rapture save 
The end of times 
When man won't find his death 
Thrusting plagues 
And forget about the rapture save 

No entrance till fulfilment 

The first vial 
A grievous sore upon the men 
Which had the mark of the beast 
The second angel 
Poured out his vial upon the sea 
Which became the blood of dead man 

I heard the angel of the waters say 
Thou art righteous, Lord of Lords 
They have shed the blood of saints and prophets 
And thou hast given them their blood to drink 

The third vial 
Was poured upon the rivers of old 
And the realm of the waters grew cold 
The fourth angel 
Poured out his vial upon the sun 
And was granted the power of fireous death 

The fifth vial 
Contained the darkness for the seat of the beast 
And they gnawed their tongues in grave agony 
The sixth angel 
Drought the river Euphrates for kings of the east 
That the fate of the battle wouldn't be deceased 

The last vial was poured into the air 
And earthquake like never seen before 
And the cities of the nations fell 
And the mountains were not te be found 

A voice out of the heavens 
Proclaiming "It is done."