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Final Days of Seven YearsPosted Thursday, May 26, 2011, at 3:44 PM
Bright, so Bright the Shakainah Glory Light, it drives away all darkness and night. The Word cuts like a two edged sword, and instantly they die
By Arley Steinhour 052611 Two Hundred Million valiant men Will stand tall on Megiddo plain Look to the sky, and then know why Death comes down, like shining Rain. Too late to take away the mark That is branded on their hand They joined the Beast and promises Running rampant throughout the land. 'He is The One, the Only One' They had cried three years before day When he proclaimed himself as god Christians and Jews, quickly ran away. More than a year it took them To guillotine the Christian hoard Singing songs of Godly Praise As they lay neck on the board. Seven years Tribulation passed Much quicker than one might think The mighty one rose to power in three Followed by three of death, and stink. Most by now have figured out 'We chose to follow the wrong man' The other choice called Jesus Was a myth, and 'King of that Hater Clan.' Christians had learned to hide quite well Working mostly in the dark of night Telling those without the mark Follow Jesus, He'll bring to them the fight. Now, here they stand on Megiddo Plain Preparing to fight the Leader of that Clan Not many Christians left alive How could He win without a fighting man? Up in the sky a light began to glow On this darkest night of nights Brighter, Brighter, ever Brighter The Light washed away the night. Weapons drawn and at the ready Prepared to repel a mighty hoard But only one man on white horse Came, in His mouth a mighty sword. A word He spoke, that danced and flew From the edge of sword on every side Soldiers standing, never heard Two Hundred Million fighters died. His Glory shining brightly The war on earth complete Every person still left alive Yet to bend knee at His Feet. A Thousand years the Kingdom To make all things complete With one last time for Satan His final fate then meet. That should be another story But it's really short you see He finds a bunch of rebels God speaks they're all dead meat. That's an ETERNAL AMEN, folks |
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