Empire Of Christ

Empire Of Christ
© Surazeus
2018 04 20

The bombs that kill children in distant lands
interrupt my prayer with blood on my hands
so I plead with God to absolve my sin
since we must do anything bold to win,
in the chess game of the Empire of Christ.

We wave the white flag with bloody red cross
to avenge our grief at terrible loss
when they dare to occupy land we want
so we sing noble hymns on martial jaunt,
in the chess game of the Empire of Christ.

Onward Christian soldiers we advance far,
blessed by divine turning of our bright star
that sanctions our war against infidel
whose wives and children will burn in our hell,
in the chess game of the Empire of Christ.

Outward from the castle of our strong base
we populate Earth with our noble race,
enforcing our rule of the entire globe
lead by Lord Jesus in his pure white robe,
in the chess game of the Empire of Christ.

We kill everyone who gets in our way
so all the world bows to his regal sway
for we praise Jesus as the King of kings
who rules the world while the love angel sings,
in the chess game of the Empire of Christ.

The jet planes built by our superior minds
soar on angel wings with the divine winds
to bomb innocent people from their land
where engine fuel bubbles under hot sand,
in the chess game of the Empire of Christ.

The Sons of Jesus who rule vast empires
kneel together under cathedral spires
to control resources of the whole world,
united strong where the dragon lies curled,
in the chess game of the Empire of Christ.

The kings of Russia and America
crucify the clown of esoterica
who prophesies the doom of World War Three
and eventual reign of Queen Liberty,
in the chess game of the Empire of Christ.