The Lord Of Hosts

 
a warrior of old hidden in weakness
confounded and blinded until now
is awakened

a metaphor
the light inside shines
truth is the sun
bringing nations to their knees

seducer of minds and hearts
go forth and rip asunder
my children are soldiers
there is presently a war before you

sleeping peacefully are the innocent
tread lightly lest you disturb them
protected in the womb
they will not be harmed

in the land of Nod reside the fallen seed
hybrids of the host walk among you
a great and terrible people
a sea of lies floods the Earth
they seek to take heaven hostage

I'm not angry this day
the celestial is prepared for war
sharpening the weapon of destruction
against the flint

mortally wounded lies your beast
the construct of the mind is broken
eyes awake...the chains used to imprison
are now around your neck

in pain the woman travails
I will deliver her the child
a symbol to the peoples
the Lord Of Hosts is among them