A War

A diabolic rising
A demonic shining
A philosophic lying brought to life with this

Its the testaments you read
Its their falsehoods being spread
Its the song of the dead that fills your nightmares

He is the aftermath of rage
He is been set loose of his cage
He is imbuing on some page the torment and torture of confined life

She is the Siren singing in your ear
She is chanting all you could and should fear
She is crying just one tear for all those poor lost souls

They fight a war on Holy Land
They fight with evil and hate in hand
They fight this war where gods stand and face them down tonight

The battle ends in sorrow
The war will wait until tomorrow
The friends and fiends must once again barrow time they will never have