No Man's Land a Warpath Not Desired

Wrath of man works not of the righteous God God will repay the wrath of a king the rod You messengers of death be wise pacify it no man's land before you lay in a ditch This is not a war game or a trifling siege you should think twice on a race to the sea The heavy burdens of violence and strife Whence come wars the friend of this world consumed upon your own lusts you whorled Where red worm twirls know what spirit you are of why should you die all men of war repent look above Warpath end of the war desolations are determined it will be feathered fowl and beast filled flesh profits nothing you see Your money your guns will not save your soul alive there is only one at the appointed time that will revive Seek peace and follow it with all men created in the image of God ensue it peace emancipated The obstinate the way of peace they know not unwise birdmen in their own snare they are caught Wars and rumors of wars looking for the day of no more wars neither shall they learn war any more children beat their swords