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In sorrow upon sorrow with an evil world, oh, so cruel. A scale is now being measured off for humanity. I hear a cry in a voice that breaks. I listen to a child who begs plaintively. I see a heart pierced with a dagger. I hear a bishop preaching with no one analysing his false word.

I see a blood-soaked garment, and I know time is quickly coming to completion. Oh, ailment upon ailment with so many wounds inflamed. Thus comes a deadly plague in every continent and region. I see pale bankers trembling. In a moneyless system, what will their clients now be able to strive for?

I hear the nations calling, we are completely forgotten by our authorities. Therefore, we will take our revenge and light destructive fires in towns and cities. We will plunder indiscriminately, breaking everything in vandalism. For what is there left to live for?

I hear a voice commanding: There is no oil, much less a handful of flour. Let us therefore begin to steal children. I see an axe, I see an executioner, I see their fate being cruelly sealed. I see a time without order, law or rule. Everything, including flesh, is devoured indiscriminately.

Oh, sorrow upon sorrow measured out with the measure of horror. Yes, with fate sealed, nothing in the world is mended anymore. Oh, let a corrupt world therefore shudder, and let them tremble and sweat terribly in their fear. Therefore, listen oh sealed ones, to the desperate plea and know that Judgment has been measured out for the world.