Watchmen shake yourselves, wake up, report to your stations. The earth is
trembling, the warriors are chanting their death chants. They know nothing
but to kill indiscriminately. The powers of darkness are dancing into a
frenzy, tormenting the masses into doing their bidding. A great sacrifice to
lucifer will take place.

The cows are sleeping, they are stuffed, they stumble in drunkeness. They
have filled their senses with pleasure, they can no longer hear, they no
longer notice danger. The masses will be rounded up like cattle, totaly
defenseless.

Watchmen wake up, flee your prosperity cow, it is an illusion, it is a trap.
Be prepared for travel, make your arraingements, settle your disputes, cut
your losses, let go of what will be sunk.

Watcmen report to your stations. The world is sleeping while I wake you up
at night, I will show the secrets of the enemy, the plot that is being laid.
I am speaking to you at night, wake up.

Watchmen listen and observe, I will guide those who fear me, who listen to
me, out of the darkness, through the storms.