Wake up, its time to die. You've lived your life, you've had your fun. Don't be afraid, there is nowhere to run. Black rain obscures the dead and washes away the rest, draining away all of your living energies. The light crippled your slaves, and you chose to ignore. The crucifix burned them alive, and you pretended to snore.
The day grows older, the night beckons. Darkness creeps all over, rejuvenating your enemies. They rise steadily in large numbers, in terrible armies.The cold will cut into your heart like the wounds you inflicted on me. You have no hope, no respite, you will not walk free. Your death will be long and torturous, like my haunting destiny. I grieve for your peoples, but their crimes are many.
You wronged us, Father. The graveyard is nigh. Wake up now, its time to die.
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