Bow
A white flag can not end this bloody war.
No water can cool this fire that burns on.
You've lived in clouds of rebellion that are now being blown away by the winds of consequence.
The peace in your heart will now be replaced by terror in your eyes
because the fire that will consume you is a fire that you have lit.
The hands you've killed with will decay.
The eyes you've plotted with will melt away.
The light you rebel in is about to be swallowed up by an unfathomable darkness.
You've made yourself your God and now God will make you a vessel of wrath.
Wipe the tears from our eyes,
erase the fear from your heart put
your knee in the dirt and bow to the God that holds your blood red
destiny in the palm of his awesome hands.
IT'S YOUR CHOICE...
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