When the Lamb opened the fourth Seal there came a dark resounding voice of a creature so disturbing to my Soul I felt the earth quake; and the voice commanded; COME! I looked and before me was a great horse whose flanks did bulge from enduring many victorious Battles.
The Pale gray and white shimmer of the Beast coat momentarily distracts your eyes from the Master Horseman; but, only for a moment. Behold the Pale Rider; his named Death; and Hades will follow close behind.
I met Death two days ago; and as I looked Death in the face; Death's look pierced through my Soul. I could feel the point of Death's dagger come from behind his eyes and press firmly against my throat; but, twas not my time; and what I saw looking into the face of Death was a mirror image of myself. The same hair, eyes, build, the way he stood; and when Death spoke, I spoke.
Then Death turned, and away he went with a purpose.
The Pale gray and white shimmer of the Beast coat momentarily distracts your eyes from the Master Horseman; but, only for a moment. Behold the Pale Rider; his named Death; and Hades will follow close behind.
I met Death two days ago; and as I looked Death in the face; Death's look pierced through my Soul. I could feel the point of Death's dagger come from behind his eyes and press firmly against my throat; but, twas not my time; and what I saw looking into the face of Death was a mirror image of myself. The same hair, eyes, build, the way he stood; and when Death spoke, I spoke.
Then Death turned, and away he went with a purpose.
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