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Broken Rampart Tattered Golden Banner

"With first light the view was horrific"

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Broken Rampart Tattered Golden Banner

evil is on the march

from the east

from the north

and even from the west

darkness covers the land

evil everywhere

he who calls upon darkness holds sway

evil men flock to his banner of red .. blood red

simple pawns in his bidding of murder and rape

drinking from the dark pool

He standing on a hill laughing at the destruction

we mortal men know of Him as Beelzebub

or simply as the Devil prince of Darkness

gloom layed over the land

dragons circling the redden sky

screams of the damned and dying

destroyed ramparts tattered banners

people of faith crying out where are the angels

or the knights of golden pure hearts

looking to the east then to the north and even to the west

to no avail not a knight of pure or angel left standing

there was a call from the south ... one knight on his steed

golden banner waving in the wainting sun

angeltrumpet calling all good mortals

join on the broken rampart

bring your shields your swords

stand with pure hearts to beat back the darkness

glint of drawn swords blinding His swarm

with a battle cry of glory to God

battle was joined goodversusevil

noble blood flowed in rivers

death circling laughing with a full belly offallenwarriors

with darkness falling one last push from the red banner

golden knight wading thru sword and shield sending evil back

Beelzebub calling his dragon steed

angels swarming pushing and throwing him back to his darkness

evilhordedying by the score

calm as the light returns to the land but sad to see

dying knights with heads tilted to heaven drawing light to the land

tattered banners broken ramparts left to mend

mortal hearts filled with sunshine once more

a cry arises bless the golden knight bless the golden knight

then a hush for there the golden knight lay battered shield broken sword

angels on each side on bent knee holding his head full of golden curls

with a weak smile and hissoul matesname on his lips

his soul leaves this torn land

a far better place with light in the sky

we mortals need the dark and light

choose wisely which banner to stand under

broken ramparts tattered golden banner

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Written by fuzzy1954
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