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Hear the sound of whips
    and the noise of the wheels.
Hear horses galloping
    and chariots bouncing along!
Horses are charging,
    swords are shining,
    spears are gleaming!
Many are dead;
    their bodies are piled up—
too many to count.
    People stumble over the dead bodies.
The city was like a prostitute;
    she was charming and a lover of magic.
She made nations slaves with her prostitution
    and her witchcraft.

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The crack of whips,
    the clatter of wheels,
galloping horses
    and jolting chariots!
Charging cavalry,
    flashing swords
    and glittering spears!
Many casualties,
    piles of dead,
bodies without number,
    people stumbling over the corpses(A)
all because of the wanton lust of a prostitute,
    alluring, the mistress of sorceries,(B)
who enslaved nations by her prostitution(C)
    and peoples by her witchcraft.

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