Romans 16:20, Isaiah 14:12-15
Son of the morning
Highest of all
You had so much going
Till you took the fall
Had a place in the glory
But you wanted it all
Impossible odds
But you had the gall
It seemed so unlikely
That you would rebel
Such a worthy opponent
That you knew so well
But you went down fighting
When you heard the bell
Took a third of all heaven
When you went to hell
This means war!
And the battle's still raging, war!
And though both sides are waging
The Victor is sure
And the victory secure
But till judgement, we all must endure
This means war!
Son of the morning
Highest of all
You had so much going
Till you took the fall
Had a place in the glory
But you wanted it all
Impossible odds
But you had the gall
It seemed so unlikely
That you would rebel
Such a worthy opponent
That you knew so well
But you went down fighting
When you heard the bell
Took a third of all heaven
When you went to hell
This means war!
And the battle's still raging, war!
And though both sides are waging
The Victor is sure
And the victory secure
But till judgement, we all must endure
This means war!
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