Apocalypse

Famine reigns across the land

Scales of Justice determine the outcome

Whatever you do in this time of jeopardy

Do not hurt the oil and the wine

Weigh bits of bread in scanty measure

Every part of the empire will be crushed

Under the weight of his iron scepter

When the third seal is broken

Behold a black horse and the rider upon it

We shall no longer eat our full

Of this world's ample harvest

Revelation!