Soul collection

In the beginning, he made the light.
And the darkness, he called night.

A war war waged, all was
lost.
The Morning star, is what it cost.

New battle lines, all new
 goals.
A bigger prize, collect the
souls.

The tree of knowledge, first move was taken.
Paradise lost, all forsaken.

The board was earth, the game was on.
Light vs. Dark, Pro vs. Con.

Yin vs. Yang, Hate vs. Love.
Good vs Evil, below and above.

A raging battle, never to
end,
The fight of God's, for souls of men.

So take heed, of what's in store.
We're all just pawns, in this ancient war.

Written by: Humble Bill B