All the stories have been told
Of our heroes and men of old
But there’s no Christendom now
Lost to us all our legacy somehow
Replaced by aliens now in our fold
There’s no Christendom now
All the wars fought for the King
All the songs that we would sing
But there’s no Christendom here
The memory is no longer in our seed
No impulse to fight for King and creed
There’s no Christendom now
The few Warriors who now remain
Lead ghosts in their military train
There is no Christendom now
Instead minister imps mount their desk
Rail against past Christendom grotesque
There’s no Christendom now
The Prophet erudite who would rally
The rank -n- file to battle finale
Find there’s no Christendom now
No faith to animate shield and sword
Instead reasons as why it is untoward
To fight for Christendom now
But a future day is sure to come
When men again will sound the drum
And there will be Christendom again
The wicked will die or mercy plead
And gladly makes pledges and accede
To Christendom once again
:'( ;_;
A future day to come, amen +
The rhythm plods slow
Revealing menacing know
Minds remembering how
When tried and tested bows
Piercings made against the foe
Light days no need to line-toe
Freedoms without the frown
Now dimming vision takes brown
Facing the dirt sees eyes of doe
Where the deer hostage show