An army
Stretching out into the horizon
Of eternal horrors
More ancient than the earth
Armed with every imaginable temptation
Every conceivable ailment and scourge
They were old when Adam was young
They were there when Jerusalem fell
When Daniel prayed they met Michael in battle
They were there in the court of Solomon
And they made their homes in the Baal temples
Gorging themselves on infant blood
They are the princes of the earth
The lords of gold and steel
The monsters in the shadows
The destroyers of love and worship
The enemies of our souls
Assembled in two tormented hosts
But then He comes into view
Jesus of Nazareth
The Man of Galilee
The Emmanuel
There is no rattling of sabers
He does not shout or threaten
They do not roar and pound their feet
While He is still on the horizon
They fall flat on their faces
Begging for a merciful defeat
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