Kingdoms Door
Kingdom's Door
When your broken and your tired and have given it your best,
It's your flesh that's growing weary, for the Spirit needs no rest.
There comes a day, not far away, when Satan will be free.
To wage a war on God himself, and all humanity.
You see they are among us, each and every day.
Tempting and deceiving, they look for easy prey.
Michael and God's Angels can no longer ignore.
When Satan and his soldiers are at the Kingdoms door.
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After they're defeated and thrown down to the earth.
Heaven, God's great Kingdom, will always be restored.
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