The Stars Look Down
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:04:01
The angel sounds a great mountain
burning with fire cast into the sea.

:04:07
The third part of the sea becomes blood.
:04:10
Not water, my brethren, but blood.
:04:13
'Tis not water that has brought us here,
but blood. I hear them sound their trumpets.

:04:19
The first angel sounds
and then follows hail mingled with blood.

:05:07
Morning, Mother.

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