Abyssinian Armageddon

Armies arranged according to their ranks and divisions Armed with weapons of all manner and kind encircle.. An army stretching all the way to lake Nyasa and Chad.. An army bent on malice encircle a the sacred mountain A land where the Almighty is honoured adored and loved A people who hold and swear by what's most sacred They who keep the Covenant and honour the Sacred vow The defender holds the sword of truth and swears Swears in the name of the Most High never to let The Box fall to the hands of the infidel invaders Out of choice forced to choose out of alternatives Holding the sacred sword of Aysra-el it lights ups Silver lights up amidst a clap like that of thunder The defender strikes down the sun.. Armageddon