WHEN THE CLOCK STRIKES TWELVE

I saw myself within a dream
dressed in white in heaven's wondrous reality

Standing on the rock of ages
In triumph over evil's rages

I saw the world in dark and peril
satan's empire of satanic reign
leading people to hell's everlasting never ending flames


Wilt thou rage against the Holy One who owns Immortality
Has thou set thy face against the Fate of what is to be

Canst thou change God's glorious reality
with numbers bound for doom and chains

When the clock strikes twelve
the evil of six will be removed


The Earth trembling with joy to share
Angelic Angels rejoicing everywhere



Walking into the dream that was meant to be
The twelve transcends into the twenty-four arrayed around the Holy Trinity

Slippers of glass grace the heavenly streets of gold
Millions stream into the concluding Final Chapter

Into God's Tale existing before it was ever told
Into His Heart kneeling to His ever after Loving Scepter

Blessings and love in Christ,
Monique