War

Oh no! Missiles blow now I'm missing toes No mistletoe no kissing There's no love in division But Love's Arisen! Oh no! Missiles blow now I'm missing toes No mistletoe no kissing There's no love in division But Love's Arisen! I'm a young missionary with a vision fishing dishing rhymes In a militia with the mission to carry God's love like an apothecary With my platoon. Whistling harp tunes Carrying harpoons. Smelling sharp fumes Walking through war tombs while corpse loom Quick duck like a turtle hides! Amalek wants our mortal lives! There's no time to huddle dive! Blood puddles, death shuttles five But I have a subtle vibe, Jesus Christ is the light at the end of the tunnel War in my head I paint the picture Swarming with led. the battleground is a mixture Torso is red a bullet bit my Sores having bled life can evict you Then someone said I'm going to fix you "Of course, have a med" He pours elixir And then my gore fled, "how am I not licked Sir?" He said, "my blood cures nicks and fixes hurt." Oh no! Missiles blow now I'm missing toes No mistletoe no kissing There's no love in division But Love's Arisen! Oh no! Missiles blow now I'm missing toes No mistletoe no kissing There's no love in division But Love's Arisen! I'm a young missionary with a vision fishing dishing rhymes In a militia with the mission to carry God's love like an apothecary I'm in the Lord's army Ride with the cavalry Shoot the artillery March with the infantry