Clouds Donning The Black Sky

The night sky, draped in black. 
Overcome with hate, I yearn 
for the end of the legacy of christ. 

Clouds of war ... 
are born. 
Fear ... 
overwhelms their thoughts. 

Prophecies foretold this fate 
for years unheard. 
A hate that has bred 
since the dawn of christ in man. 

Shrouds of war ... 
untorn. 
Fear ... 
will bring their fall.