I abhor your feasts, nor delight in your solemn meetings.

Though ye offered me burnt offerings and grain offerings, I did not accept them, nor did I care about your peace offerings of fattened animals.

Keep your singing voice away from me, for I will not hear the sound of your harps.

May justice be like a great water, and righteousness like a river

- "Evil Words"

"Now I am the destroyer of the world."

Van Cleef muttered ancient

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