Ren's Pen
The Final Battle
Two million army has gathered to fight
Hard to imagine such a terrible sight
As our troops get sent to the battle field
Some will survive and some will be killed
We bow are heads and pray for our enemy
And we are well aware there are many
Jerusalem is surrounded like a flood
We fight not against flesh and blood
We see the bound released from the river
The thoughts of it only makes one shiver
Coming to cause the world much pain
We see one third of men will be slain
Eveyone will cry for safety and peace
Wanting the killing to somehow cease
By peace will many be destroyed
And the land left desolate and void
Hard to imagine such a terrible sight
As our troops get sent to the battle field
Some will survive and some will be killed
We bow are heads and pray for our enemy
And we are well aware there are many
Jerusalem is surrounded like a flood
We fight not against flesh and blood
We see the bound released from the river
The thoughts of it only makes one shiver
Coming to cause the world much pain
We see one third of men will be slain
Eveyone will cry for safety and peace
Wanting the killing to somehow cease
By peace will many be destroyed
And the land left desolate and void
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The Final Battle
The Final Battle
