Breaking Bows As Bending Spears
These, the nations raged; their kingdoms, were moved...
He uttered His voice, her earth melted; be still and know
That I am God I will be exalted in this place; it's worlds ?
Peering about the face of her globe where shadows lurk
A pagan's planet ? Crawling through stain glass temples
Bowing to demons as fallon angels gnawing upon poison
Splinters, which form their tongues ? The scepter unholy
In hands of shame these thrones defiled mocking ? Veils
Covering while stealing thus, dividing; innocent children..
Made blind and his chambers this pain ? Your woodwork
There is no glory nor treasures tomorrow darkened kings.
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