The Revelation shall flame

On the backs of dames

In the quiet of the night

Doused in shame

It shall arrive in quiet

Once open dont shut

A secret so precious

Lies you must trust

Should the king beware

Or the priest adhere

Should the people scatter far

Should question clear

Then upon that day

No hesitation, no play

Rise up and wait

Rise up and pray

For the world still turns

But anger churns

The larger the hand

The fiercer the burns