ICBM Nuclear War PROPHECY is Coming True

(Verse 1) From Revelations' fiery page, And Zechariah's ancient stage, A vision painted, stark and grim, Of shadows long, and world grown dim. From Revelations' fiery page, And Zechariah's ancient stage, A vision painted, stark and grim, Of shadows long, and world grown dim. A third consumed by burning wrath, A nuclear winter, aftermath. The megila flies, a curse unfurled, Across the face of the trembling world. (Verse 2) Then Irlmaier, from Bavarian lands, Spoke of a war from unseen hands. Three nines he saw, a fateful sign, As nations clashed, and borders line Were washed away in crimson tide, Where yellow dust and death reside. He saw the rich turn poor and beg, And Europe burn, from peg to peg. (Chorus) The prophets speak, the seers foresee, A cataclysm, for you and me. From ancient text to modern sight, A world engulfed in endless night. Is this our fate, our destiny? Or can we change what is to be? (Verse 3) The flying rolls, the burning rain, A modern echo of ancient pain. The apha's weight, a trigger's pull, A world consumed, both heart and skull. From east the threat, a sudden strike, That plunges all into the night. The Danube flows with blood so red, As Irlmaier's visions fill our head. (Verse 4) No wealth, no creed, no wall so high, Can shield us from the burning sky. The saints' blood cries, a mournful plea, For Babylon's great iniquity. The judgment falls on those who stray, And turn from God's intended way. So seek His grace, while time remains, Before the fire sweeps the plains. (Outro) The choice is ours, to heed the call, Or watch the prophesied downfall. To turn from darkness, seek the light, And pray for dawn, to end the night. turn from darkness, seek the light, And pray for dawn, to end the night.