The first angel’s bowl is poured,
and people break out in festering sores.
The second angel’s bowl is spilled,
and every aquatic animal is killed.
The third angel’s bowl is served,
rivers turn to blood as deserved.
The fourth angel’s bowl was discharged,
and the sun scorched skin and left it charred.
The fifth angel’s bowl was scattered,
the light fled and darkness gathered.
The sixth angel’s bowl is heaped,
and water made way for kings of the east.
The seventh angel’s bowl is emptied,
huge hailstones left bodies buried.
Come what may, hold onto your belief,
because the Son of Man comes like a thief.

*Based on Revelation 16.
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