Transcending Saturnine Iericho Skies
by The Ruins Of Beverast· from Foulest Semen Of A Sheltered Elite
And it shall come to pass,
That when they make a long blast with the ram's horn,
And when ye hear the sound of the trumpet,
All the people shall shout with a great shout;
And the wall of the city shall fall down flat,
And the people shall ascend up every man straight before him.