Redemption

Whispers in the still night air, hiding in the dark and blood shed you bare. You have been weighed found wanting on judgements scale, Every tear that has fallen, every heart that hast been broken seals with an iron nail. As the smoke clears from the fire you breathe, a satisfaction grows with smiling teeth. It wast fortold that these days would come, it wast fortold of the beating war drum. The hope of a new shall deceive nations, peace, security planned by evil contemplation. Three and a half years shall be yours, and soon after the closing of life's doors. The remnant shall cry out,how long, through the miles singing a new song. When all is done redemption will come, shouting victory in the name of the son.