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Their eyes were as a flame
Of fire and on their heads
Were many crowns they had
Names written that no man hath
Their voices were as a sound
Of many waters down and
When I saw them I fell
At their feet dead
Lo thy Kings
My sun became black
As sackcloth of hair and
The moon became as
Blood of the dead
Lo thy Kings
Their eyes were as a flame  Of fire and on their heads  Were many crowns they had  Names written that no man hath  Their voices were as a sound  Of many waters down and  When I saw them I fell  At their feet dead  Lo thy Kings  My sun became black  As sackcloth of hair and  The moon became as  Blood of the dead  Lo thy Kings