Behold and tremble at the face of thy inequity.
Hide thy eyes from the sight of the most Holy.
For I know the house of blasphemy and filth.
I know the dwellers in the abyss of sorrow,
and I know your guilt and shame.
Arise and reveal your transgressions,
for my voice is as thunder and reigns over the Nations of Truth.
For it is I, that deliver you with the sword of knowledge,
and govern over the Holy Ones in the halls of Glory.
Stronger are thy feet than barren stones
and mighty is thou back to bear the burden of humanity.
Mar 2, 2013
Mar 2, 2013 at 12:55 PM UTC
Behold and tremble at the face of thy inequity.
Hide thy eyes from the sight of the most Holy.
For I know the house of blasphemy and filth.
I know the dwellers in the abyss of sorrow,
and I know your guilt and shame.
Arise and reveal your transgressions,
for my voice is as thunder and reigns over the Nations of Truth.
For it is I, that deliver you with the sword of knowledge,
and govern over the Holy Ones in the halls of Glory.
Stronger are thy feet than barren stones
and mighty is thou back to bear the burden of humanity.
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