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My fluid sorrow escalates, for fears,
Are many, all the angels catch my tears,
The Lord I find, who is with faithful dears,
Sits higher than the rest, all sound in rears,
I then find saints and creature seers,
Are praised on darling harps and lyres.
When Metraton comes to take you all,
Remember then to tell him, 'Gentle fall,
'We're humans, you are strong and tall,
'In death, also the mighty wall,
'Of heaven is a tempting hall,
'Of last tests and fire ball.'
When Israfel sounds his judgement horn,
You should know not to howl or mourn,
For at the gate, we are reborn,
Unto hell or heaven's lawn,
For only angels aren't forlorn,
For we'll all know who for us was torn.
When Michael calls us to be seated,
For with his help, bad was defeated,
We will then see our lives completed,
To heaven that's holy, or hell that's heated,
All happy now for heaven greeted,
One and all, and good suceeded.
Now all the souls cast into hell,
And those that are saved by the bell,
Will feel deservedness so well,
But demons sad, for they who fell,
Made all the beings on earth to tell,
Of how the serpent, fruit did sell.
Now later Raphael, prince of the court,
Found reason to suppose he ought,
Be now at peace, God did abort,
The earth, There be no evil to be fought,
So high to God He flew and sought,
A smile - Which to the lord he also brought!
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