Harbinger of the Final War

Dark clouds
On the horizon
Roaring thunders
In the distance
Scorching winds blow
All throughout the land
The sign of end times
Draws ever near

Hear the cries of war
Banners raised high
Listen to their horns
The final war has come

In the approaching hour
The sound of war
The chanting of warriors
Echo in the distance
Listen to the sound
Of their marching feet
They become more fierce
With every step towards battle

Hear the cries of war
Banners raised high
Listen to their horns
The final war has come

The stench of death
And the smell of blood
Are only a glimpse
Of what’s to come
To resist is futile
As it’s already written
And the prophecy of war
Cannot be undone

Hear the cries of war
Banners raised high
Listen to their horns
The final war has come