Enemy At The Gates

Sit down restless soul,I have a story to tell
Wisdom hath knocked upon Justice's door
And plot to thrive against apathy's swell

Listen, for they shall speak of Truth
In the ears of the slumbering to wake them
The wind they shall petition to sing of it
The very oceans shall roar in melodious tides
So sweet shall it sound,but harsh

Take head, Oh wandering heart
Find thine burden here in silence
As the voices of discretion whisper
To thy deepest dreams, thus far, uninspired

Let not thine spirit be troubled
Yield thy soul to respond under its tension
For surrender thus to integrity it must
Else the beating of thine heart groweth cold

Hear the war-beat
The trails of the soldier now trodden upon
Harken to the clang of the anvil on hot metal
Come thence to the fire
Be put under the Welders hand
Render thyself and be made into magnificence

The sword of belief shalt thou become
A weapon of hope and undefeated malice
Against the darkness, against the lies

Be history
Be made whole
Awake and be made known
In the story of time and providence
Carve your name

The Enemy is at the gates
Arm thyself with strength and passion
Joy your strength,life your passion

The Enemy is at the gates
Surrender not