Isaiah 34:9-13

Its streams will be turned into pitch, And its loose earth into brimstone, And its land will become burning pitch.

It will not be extinguished night or day; Its smoke will go up forever. From generation to generation it will be desolate; None will pass through it forever and ever.

But pelican and hedgehog will possess it, And owl and raven will dwell in it; And He will stretch over it the line of desolation And the plumb line of emptiness.

Its nobles—there is no one there Whom they may proclaim king— And all its officials will be nothing.

Thorns will come up in its fortified towers, Weeds and thistles in its fortified cities; It will also be a haunt of jackals And a habitat of ostriches.