Signs Of The Times

Hate, nationalism is their god Hate? All are expendables One religion is told love your enemy, consider others superior to yourself, Yet when put to the test, most bite the baited hook with them in mind, Another considers all but them infidels, Zealously ready to slaughter innocents, Avoiding soldiers to kill infants, women and find their exquisite joy, In atrocities too demonic to relate The children of hate? Those brainwashed into tunnel vision Warpigs! ! Leaders whom have not the slightest second thought of sending human fodder into raining lead Show me one without fault in this regard A red tide is coming your way, yet, not of your making You will be held accountable as all nations suffer shock There is a remnant that will tell stories about your demise Too bad, yes, too bad It is so wonderful being nice The handwriting is on heavens wall and being proclaimed worldwide, Who will listen? Who will gain the real life? As my God, I take no delight in the death of the wicked, But that he should turn around and be saved But you see in this age of technology along with the mentality of those in charge? They are in unison approaching the battle lines of the living God There is still time for personal salvation but not for the world powers Their grave has already been dug Too bad