Of Demons and Angels, the battle for power,
Hark ye now, for it has come the hour.
The armies amass, of darkness and light,
The battle for humanity, come now and fight.
Choose ye the side, for which your spirit does stand,
There's no stopping it now, the guns are manned.
The stage has been set, battle ground primed,
Centuries in the making, whether good or ill timed.
Thou sayest your'e not ready? ye want no war,
Nae my brothers, the choice is no longer yours.
Of powers that govern, both low and high,
There will be a battle, and all will cry.
Gone was charrity, no hope, no compassion, death and destruction at our own front door. Yet as I started to turn my head from the sight I could not bare to behold, I was given yet another vision. One of peace and harminy, of life and rebirth. I saw the earth start to heal before my eyes. I saw the hand of God reaching down from heaven, remolding the torn and broken land, waving his healing hand of grace across his people.
I wept tears of joy at the imense peace that filled me, hearing God speak unto me saying: Fear not my children I am here, I have not forsaken thou, but have delivered ye from the clutches of evil. Rise up my children, go forth in peace and in love knowing that your father in heaven is here guiding and watching over you.
And all across the world I saw in my vision, A peace and tranquility never before known to man kind. I took joy in my sight as it gently faded into morning and I woke.