"For two decades plus seven the great empire rules.
Famine, pestilence, blood, tears, war.
The Antichrist is joyous and the multitudes Cry out because of Xerxes.
Oppression for all in a troubled world.

The comet gone, the fish floats on its side
Pagans rejoice, sin triumphs, Satan’s work is successful,
The King’s Mother frowns as tears flow on pale cheeks And a plague reigns unchecked throughout the land."

"Five punctures appear. The malady spreads.
Churches overflow with the devout, and blood trails Are seen.
Rome scoffs; the puzzle deepens.
Images weep and the King demands answers before his death."

"Comets without tails, move silently
Panic abounds.
An offering rejected, a tailed comet Glides among the bees, dies, and heads of state Nonplused.
Signatures in the sand ignored by all."

"A salver flies, comes to rest in the New City Hate flourishes for the entity within. Battle lines Drawn.
Fears of disease mask truth while three Leaders in secret, unite against a false threat.
The bees sting amid thunderclaps and lightning bolts, Confusion. Fear. Awe.
The fish trembles, Governments are strangely silent while the heavens Flash ominous messages to the populace.
East and West darken.
Revolution without bloodshed, without strife
Men in unhappy confusion strive for perfections Beyond their ken.
Failure, then elation. Earth’s forces give way to a new power above the clouds.

Twenty plus two times six will see the lore of the heavens Visit the planet in great elation.
Disease, pestilence, Famine dies.
Rome rejoices for souls saved. The Learned Smile in awe.
Astrology confirmed. For science, a new beginning."