Times of the end

Watch, the sun is darkened and moon is blooded Souls traded, peace betrayed and love is blinded Rumors of the return of the catastrophic revolution, I hear The emergence of mere mortals with mesmerizing deception Causes feelings to die within a living body, the beginning of birth pains, Mature venomous fangs putting the saints to the test of their faith, Because the worship of their forefathers was too false and fake Their prayers start at amen, and never end Still more learning but questions remain Unanswered, confusion saturates over their faces They’re suffocated by silence like a ton of broken bricks That was meant to repair God’s temple shattered by their hands Fools will ignore but the wise shall let Him in before it ends Execute Matthew 24’s precautions because the day is yet to come.