Hill Climber - Driving Stakes

What is this that awakens me
The marching boots of invading armies
One of five sent to test my might
Sneaking the fields in the dead of night

What has passed we've brought on ourselves
Again and again, returning to depravity
Jealous of the stench others have fostered
We pile our rubbish to make our own

Our strength could not hold back
The hands of those truly vile
And so we were given to them
Oppressed by our own putridity

Yet from the mouth of prophets
Redemption rides like a sprinting steed
Let them rest for one last night
But see that they never wake to light

Driving stakes into the skulls of kings
Laying waste to invading armies
Ten thousand slain on a mound
And one head pinned to the ground

Written by:
Caleb Neff

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