The Messenger

The world is heading for the end
The judgement day is coming
No one will here the warnings
No one but me.

I will hear the first trumpet blow
I will see the signs before all
Yet I have only one roll
The messenger of death.

My instructions have been delivered
I am working for both sides.
Everyone must be prepared
for what is to come.

Do not plead with me
Please don't beg.
I am not the executioner
I don't decide your fate.

You must choose sides
I will not persuade you.
I swear no allegiance
I am only the messenger.

When the fires rain down
upon our raped earth
You will know the torment
I have felt since birth.

Since birth I have known
of my destiny and the world.
Most of you will die.
The war will be between the living.

I will not have to fight
My place is guranteed.
I traded my sould
for my duty.

I will live eternal
with whoever wins.
I am guranteed life.
For I am the messenger.


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