The Battle of the Ancient Warriors

Ancient

Death herself had chosen me 
To let me watch that gruesome scene 
And she held me in her daunting hand 
Amazed by that macabre view, 
My heart begun to pulse 
Galvanized by horrors that I saw 

The battle was butchering and 
The hordes were rising against each other 
Saving nothing but death 
The dust was rising up in the sky, 
Dead bodies were lying on the ground, 
A deadly mass of fierce warriors fighting 

While the demons were prevailing 
On the sons of god 
They were tuning dirges saying: 
"DIE!!! 
Meaningless creatures, slaves of the light 
I will triumph for the the evil lives in me!" 

A veil of flames war covering the field 
The bloody battle reached its end 
The ancient warriors got victory in hand 
The Battle of battles was won! 

Her Majesty, the wicked one, was staring at her enemy 
Thunderstrucks resounding once again 
The seven angels holding trumpets disappeared 
God left the field beaten as the earth started to shake... 
It was my dream!!!