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How many drops are there in the rain,

So many years

Hosts us in the fire

Another world

All the people

Will be ground into numbers

Branded

The beast leads

Changing meanings

Straight to hell

Execution pretended to be salvation

From sin

The call of the grave in the darkness

Summoned us

Think, can you count the raindrops; how many drops in the rain, so many years of torment in hell; better two or three days in a pit, and—the kingdom of heaven

In the blinkers of righteous speeches

Behind your back

Pits—spare no strength—

Deeper the swarm

Earth walls crush your chest

In the stuffiness, breathe at least once

So as not to hear their dying howl

So that their souls do not follow you...

...deeper the swarm of pits

The last lump rolled down

Like a seal

So the savior turned

Into an executioner