A banner is lifted high up in the sky
Yahweh has spoken, a message is sent
to His warriors to gather at His gate
those sanctified, who in His Majesty, exults
Yahweh is calling His army to battle
His mighty ones, those set-apart
from the ends of heaven and earth
the noise of a multitude can be heard
His weapons are called, destruction
Swords sharpened for slaughter
flickering lance, spear, bow and arrow
those not sanctified, will fall
Chariots of Fire on parade
cruel, with wrath and fierce anger
He shall destroy His enemies
a promise made that will be kept
The stars of the heavens
shall not give light
the sun shall be darkened
the moon will not reflect, it’s light
Nations, kingdoms and people will fall
arrogance and pride, lust and sin
and the human I am, will cease
tyrants the price will pay
Straight into hell
with the master they serve
Lucifer, god of this world
his minions and daemons
Those who walk in the Light
need not fear this hour,
only them who live in the dark
howl, howl, howl!
For the day of Yahweh is near
if you have an ear.... Hear!
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