Fires Down Below
When you hear
the war drums banging,
sense the bloodlust
running high
Set your eyes
upon the heavens
Your salvation
draweth nigh
For the world
has been turned over
and the bugs
and worms are loose
And your enemy
fights harder
'cause he's headed
towards a noose
As he marshals
all his angels,
wreaking havoc
'cross the land
To the last
he proves defiant
as he takes his
final stand
He has lost
his share of battles
Yet he thinks
he'll win the war
But the Winner
was decided
at the cross
forevermore
Give no place
unto the devil
Do not fear
a beaten foe
Just remember
Who has saved you
from the fires
down below
© Mike Wise
8-9-23
Copyright © Michael Wise | Year Posted 2023
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