In the valley of megido
overlooking the city of jezerell
where we fight our final battle
from the [pitts of hell.
The promised land
just on the other side
where many tears have fallen
and many have died
Millions will die on this day
their flesh will melt away
seven months to bury the dead
seven years to cleanse the land
Blood will rise up to the briddle
but this war will be our final
megido an un holy land
that opens the door to the promised land...
A Promised Land
A last battle, a renewal as if when the world was new. Why Wells posited time travel - we need to clean up what we have annihilated and marred, polluted and walked away from and left as debris and near irreparability. Apparently, no dream is to small. :D