The same as the firstborn in Egypt died, your days end in cold paralysis as well. Great glowing neon clouds and fire and orange embers, forbidden knowledge and a blue mist from blue rain with voices not above breath. A dissolving bloody egg-like sun and dreadful black ash, newly opened fissures and their sparks of white-hot molten lava, volcanic reptiles, infernal thunder, a ghostly lamplight within that will no longer set and no longer burn with the love of the Creator, horrid flames, paradise lives in your soul, do not walk in the counsel of the ungodly and do not block the path of abominations either, seek God, in absolute sanctification, seek God.