The Conquerers of Darkness
The conquerors of darkness
The purgers of hate.
The Victors over blackness
These soldiers lie in wait
To ambush all the wicked
And bludgeon all the fools
Who worship void and shadow
Who become the shifty tools
Of demon lords and dragons
These agents of the void
They know not what is coming
They will surely be destroyed
The conquerors of darkness
The shatterers of fear
Will break the final boundary
As we enter the final year
The sea of blood will boil
The rivers black with oil
The bloodied, burning soil
The rusted fruit of labour's toil
These things shall be the signs
Of the ending of the times
The dark shall be enlightened
Men and kingdoms frightened
Their blinded minds quite brightened
The bright white truth and light
Will break their will to fight
Uncertainty's burden lifted
Their hearts and minds are gifted
Their paths no longer drifted
From the loving plan
Of the greatest man
Whose world his glory shifted
On the path to restoration
His mighty liberation
Has brought a great repair
To a realm of great despair
The glory of the Lord
Saved a dying world
From a world-killing war
Darkness conquered, sin healed
Glory eternal
Underneath the mighty General's shield
Fear conquered
Hope restored
Death dies a bloodied, crimson death
Underneath the General's sword
The final war
Such as none before
Makes a broken realm restored
Death is dead
Hate is gone
Darkness conquered
Void is filled
With nothing but light
And evil is killed
Truth is revealed
Lies are all purged
Love is unfurled
Upon a now-living world.
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