War

There are rumors of war

Hushed whispers of such a thing in the land
whispers of His majesty, our King

And if I could say one thing
It would be to speak of this thing that comes of surrender
Of a hope and epic battle that ensues
Of a great darkness and a morning rising
Of Love in the shape of a sword.

There are rumors of war

I hear a trumpet's call
I hear this ever quickening beat
I hear such a thing

Can you see the great deception
In this mockery? Legions of a prince
here to destroy this growing thing.

There are rumors of war…and war is coming
and war is here...

...do not be deceived.

to His Glory and to His Name,
JG