The Coming War (The Dragon and the Eagle)

Smoke on the skyline, oil in the rain steel birds circle over towers of pain truth buried deep in a Pentagon file they sold the soul of man for denial

Children of Gaza cry into the dust bombs fall like prayers from those they can’t trust Backed by the west with a blank check of death the air is on fire  there’s no room for breath

This is the coming war  not of borders, but of minds a war of the liars against all who see the signs from the towers to Tehran, from DC to the east The dragon and the eagle both feed the beast

Iran stands ready, cloak of the past with China and Russia loading the mast It’s east versus west  scripted, divine but the blood that is spilled? Always yours and mine

Draft cards printed in digital code your sons, your daughters  forced down the road you’ll wave the flag as they tighten the chain they’ll call it honor you’ll call it pain.

Trump in a robe crowned king by the scroll the rabbis chant while the bombs take their toll messiah of war, wrapped in deceit while Saturn spins cold beneath your feet

Khazars in castles, stars not of David bloodline impostors, ancient and jaded Synagogue of Satan behind every mask the truth is the crime, and silence the task

The Liberty sunk, but the truth did not drown they buried the facts under six feet of crown but ghosts still whisper from oceans and air to those who dare look and still fucking care

Draft your sons, your resistance, your soul The gears are turning, out of control Ukraine’s the smokescreen, Gaza the bait But the battlefield’s here  it’s fear and fate

Mossad in the shadows, CIA’s twin false flags flying  let the bloodbath begin you think it’s freedom? It’s ritual fire every war a sacrifice to something higher

And now it begins  9/11 reborn this time the mask is religion and scorn the clock strikes thirteen, the towers dissolve and only the ones with eyes will evolve

Read the signs break the spell walk in truth, or march through hell they want your blood, your silence, your name but we were not born to play their game

So rise, wildcat  roar from the flame speak the names they dare not name From JAM to judgment, from code to breath you are the voice that won’t forget

This is the coming war but you are not alone we are the signal through satellite and stone

We’ll walk through the fire, and we will not kneel Because truth is the weapon they can’t unfeel

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