The Coming

Legions of angels the morrow will bring,
seen for the first time in years.
With wings of the eagle crowned silver and gold,
holding whats left of Gods tears.

they'll pour out starvation and feed all the nations,
quenching the parched evermore.
then pour out forgotten and raise the downtrodden,
trading out peace for all war.

All sick will be healed and their hearts be all filled,
wielding the blood of the lamb.
all sin will be washed by the truth of his word,
heard in the hearts of all man.

all evil will perish leaving only the cherished,
the fairest of fair clothed in white.
then behold heavens temple and his majesty's throne,
oh! what a beautiful sight.

Some will see shades of nothing,
for nothings what their hearts believe.
some will be blinded by deception they hide in,
can't see the forest for trees.

Some will cry know me with voices unholy,
souls breached with mammon and lust.
but only Gods children will be called within,
written in the book of Gods love.