The Battle Of The Ancient Warriors

Ancient

Death herself had chosen me

To let me watch that gruesome scene

And she held me in her daunting hand

Amazed by that macabre view,

My heart begun to pulse

Galvanized by horrors that I saw

The battle was butchering and

The hordes were rising against each other

Saving nothing but death

The dust was rising up in the sky,

Dead bodies were lying on the ground,

A deadly mass of fierce warriors fighting

While the demons were prevailing

On the sons of god

They were tuning dirges saying: "DIE!!!

Meaningless creatures, slaves of the light

I will triumph for the the evil lives in me!"

A veil of flames war covering the field

The bloody battle reached its end

The ancient warriors got victory in hand

The Battle of battles was won!

Her Majesty, the wicked one, was staring at her enemy

Thunderstrucks resounding once again

The seven angels holding trumpets disappeared

god left the field beaten as the earth started to shake...

It was my dream!!!