Charlie Wilson
The Seven Plagues
In the saviour's name, they will unleash his wrath
Poised to serve as they wait command
Upon the first, Sores for those that bore the Mark
The blood of dead men is second
Bleed to the sea, rivers will carry to the end - bitter is its taste
The soundings continue to be ignored
True and righteous, it is our just due
Unleashed are the plagues of judgement
The soundings continue to be ignored
Thе sun will scorch the earth, burnt to dust
Still they rеfuse to repent - blasphemy
The seventh bowl will ease us all
The land will shake as we curse his name. Bound to the plagues