The Day of God is a day of battle

The Day of God is a day of war

The Day of God is a time I’ve known

The Day of God is for man to behold

And so, The Day of God is a story, the intensity of a song

The Hand of God, a strength, it’s indeed a war

The Day of God is a tale, the music of a day-

How in the world would some war it, it’s for their cities to wail-

Therefore the Day of God is a man, a power of battle

I look at him, he’s a type, a man of attributes

Ah the Day of God is a life, a day of pain.

For many who already know it, it’s a sight, a day of wailings

And so, I say the Day of God is the sight of many dark things to remember

The sounds of slashes, the fellings of heads, the smells of blood, it will be many things to their elders

The Day of God truly to some is the memories of pain

For those who court it, who want it, it will be their memories of blames…