The Divine Bomber

Quiet now-

The sleeper has awakened from his aeonean slumber -

Feeble dreams already fading.

Listen -

The distant thunder - dark clouds chasing the mountain range -

A storm is coming.

Strap on your threefold vesture, carefully prepared through long dark nights.

Pause-

One last glance at your damp dwelling.

Then the empty streets -

Seek out the crowds -

No haste -

The time is approaching -

The tension building -

Silence - suspended motion.

Eye meeting eye -

Terror giving way to dawning recognition.

This is the appointed time -

This is the appointed place -

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Then the Blaze! (the Bliss)

This time I do not bring death

This time I bring LIGHT SUPERNAL

This time I bring THE WATER OF LIFE