"And I looked, and behold a pale horse:
And his name that sat on him was Death
and Hell followed him. And power was given
unto them over the fourth part of the earth,
to kill with sword, and with hunger, and with death,
and with the beasts of the earth".
And then again "I saw and beheld, a black horse;
And he that sat on him had a scythe; And a crown
was given unto him and he went forth conquering, and to conquer.
And there was a great earthquake, and the sun became black
as sackcloth of hair, and the moon became as blood.
And the stars of heaven fell unto the earth,
even as a fig tree castethher untimely figs,
when she is shaken of a mighty wind. And the heaven
departed as a scroll when it is rolled together,
and every mountain and island were moved out of their places."
Almighty mountains and rocks, I beg you fall on them.
For the great day of wrath is coming, and who shall be able to stand?
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When I was a little girl I wanted to be a soprano
But my mother said my dear you've got to practice you piano
No soprano's in to man but a piano's always grand
And grand pianos in a band make money darling
And so each afternoon when I come home from school
I practice like a bloody fool
You can't imagine all the awful things I play
I could never see a friend
I'd have to practice without end
And as the time was dripping by
I watched the clock without denial
I got the window on the sky
I wished so tearfully that I
Could come outside and play
Instead of wasting every day
Of learning something that
Without a doubt
I could have really done without
It was such a bore
And I could here the boy next door was having fun
And that was something that I'd really never done
When I was a little girl I wanted to be a soprano
But I had to sit and practice on my rotten old piano
Playing major scales and than I played the minors once again
Now up and down the keys I play and out of these
I play a tirade of all the exercises
Never any new surprises
Girl you keep your fingers wrong
What a sound
All I wanted was to sing
And not to make the raftest ring
With my