Last of days

And the angels came to earth on the last of days
their tears were as blood dripping on the swords of mercy
they came with wrath and compassion for the word
… The Kingdom is drawing from the last war
The blades cut the heads of the unclean and uncouth
sinner alike, while the forgiven weeps as children
The skies are as darkness drawn from dawn of time
Three choices heaven, hell or to the void
The man in black who was at the birth of light
grin’s his rotten smile as all green is quenched first
will you bow to the maker or the breaker
as the word hangs stigmata to the air
where man is made in the image
faith can remould in unbelief
You just have to endure
and realise that the mirror is not the real you

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