Now the angry spirits of Nolan Wells and the thousands you've slayen
Come in the storms, the floods, the thunder with the lightening, and the tornados;
Overwhelming your towns, suburbs, cities, and states.
White Jesus can't save you
Call on your god and let him deliver you from the waters, the floods, the deluge.
There's a storm coming off the cost and over the horizon.
Run to the hills, where the wild bear lives, the Panter, and where the serpent waits for you in the dark corners to bite you;
All the wild beasts chasing you through the woods as God commanded them.
White Jesus can't save you
He runs too because of the angry God coming with the clouds of heaven and with power to judge you, O, Red Dragon;
Traveling through space and time for the Day, and the Hour to appease the wrath of the Universal God: Yahawah.
Zarach
Isaiah 63:1,2,3,4
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