Poet Warriors of the King. Take your place and occupy your space for our enemy moves among the human race.
He’s taking lives and telling lies. There is no time to wait. For many it is already too late.
Your words are ready your voices are steady. Get ready, aim, fire.
When you demolish his head his influence in our region will be dead.
Warrior Poets arise, shine, the Lord says you are mine.
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