When we ran empty of cranberries..

"The earth will shake and the sky will fall
The eyes will open of those enthralled
Don't take this sign, but you'll be killed
By the man from seven hills"

A man is coming in thirteen-one
To charm the daughters and the sons
Scared for our lives, I turned to your hands
Hold this tight while we run, if we still can

What disasters may come
Whatever it may be
At the end of the age
It will land you and me
What tragedy may bring
Whatever may fall
At the end of the world
You'll still belong

Look children to the eastern sky
When you hear the voice, say your last goodbyes
Look there to the eastern skies
When the ghosts take hold of the men who died
Look children to the eastern sky
When your fathers weep and your mothers cry
Look children to the eastern sky

What disasters may come
Whatever it may be
At the end of the age
It will land you and me
What tragedy may bring
Whatever may fall
At the end of the world
You'll still belong

Look children to the eastern sky
When you hear the voice, say your last goodbyes
Look there to the eastern skies
When the ghosts take hold of the men who died
Look children to the eastern sky
When your fathers weep and your mothers cry
Look children to the eastern sky
Look children to the eastern sky

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A song from Rev 13:1.

 

I wonder what would it be like to meet the Antichrist the way it is depicted here.

I know what temptations feel like.

But to assume this. Boy, I can feel my neurites frying.

 

I wonder what would it be like to meet the Endtimes the way it is depicted here.

I know what failures feel like.

But to experience this. Boy, my skin is really frying.

 

Hearing it on the way home.

I could feel my nerves crawling.

This is more than praying.

This is a step towards Rapture.

Transfig my skin. I know it is like entering into future.

 

Some people just would say, "I can't feel it."

Some people just would say, "Not my mode."

That's because they have never modelled.

That's because they have never settled and feared before.

 

And they continue without change.

Their stories are like pins on a noticeboards.

At least I want to see pin-ups.

The Apostles did headlines.

Over the real Priest who is the content of it all.

 

The tinge gripped me.

It wasn't "fear entered his heart".

It was "my heart came Fear".

 

Have you ever struck into a dark wild..

And there is no light in that room.

And you lay down to sleep.

Only to find yourself more awake than ever?

 

"A Red priest broke into our classroom.."

Hearing the commonlist saying, "I need to myself.. I need to class it through."

You don't know anything about thinking in the dark.

You won't know when he comes.

 

Understanding gravity cannot hold fear down.

Truth holds fear down.

Knowing where you belong holds your head up in the dark.

That is why I can't sleep sometimes.

To be more awake being in the dark than I am in the day.

 

"The eyes will open of those enthralled.."

At the very house there was a severe earthquake..

The survivors were terrified and gave glory to the God of heaven (Rev 11:13)

 

This is the exact feeling.

 

And I'm sure I am one of those today..

I know where I will be sleeping that day.

My legs don't need to lead where my eyes are seeing.

My eyes would have been stolen by the dark sky.

My heart will tell them exactly where to go.

My heart will be hearing the Voice.

 

"Look Children to the Eastern Sky"

 

There is still the Light from the Eastern Sky.