Black: Bb4 (check)
All White in Arms must on this day repent!
Our Bishop offers grace to all who heed.
The wickedness of how your days are spent
Will wash away, in sooth, with all God's Speed.
A Baptism of Fire we do propose!
We'll rest the burning bush upon your head
And you'll rise to meet the day with gold haloes.
(Before rebirth you must, of course, be dead.)
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