Tales From The Midst Of The Battle

Prologue: above the mountains

Part i: the mission

General kyrios, son of the king

Lived far away, higher than highest mountain

Once the king called him and said:

"my son, i've got a mission for you

It'll be dangerous and could take you to death

But you're the only one who can get through"

So kyrios left his glorious home

Thirty long years he wandered alone

Preparing himself to fight against the evil ruler

Apollyon, who enslaved and hated the people

General kyrios chose twelve lieutenants

Roaming with them he gathered troops

He helped the poor, sick and the weak

That was something he wanted to teach

When three hard years had gone

He had soldiers and friends, he was the one

But also apollyon had loyal men

Who were blindly under his command

They thought about how to get rid of the general

Then they got help from an astonishing level

One of kyrios' men was a traitor

He promised to betray his lord for the money

Part ii: the death of kyrios

They came to garden at the nightfall

Kyrios was given to them by the traitor

The soldiers put him in the detention

And so the lieutenants lost their grand general

Before the provincial governer they blamed:

"he agitates our people and says: 'i'm the king!'"

He said: "i will condemn you to death."

Apollyon's men tortured the general

They laughed at him, they spat on his face

And at last - like a thief - like a thief - he was slayed!

The troops of kyrios were hiding

They were scared, they were wondering

"how this badly can be everything?

Without our general the war we cannot win."

Three days were gone, filled with sorrow and pain

The general was buried, they could not gain

His friends, they could see no hope

And the traitor had died at the end of a rope

Part iii: the hymn for victory

With the first beams of morning sun

Came some women from the grave and told everyone

"it's empty, he's no longer there, he lives again"

With the first beams of morning sun

Came some women from the grave and told everyone

"it's empty, he's no longer there, he lives again"

He fought the fight, he won the war!

He fought the fight, he won the war!

He fought the fight, he won the war!

He fought the fight, he won the war!

Apollyon was overthrown, he had no power anymore

To enslave the people with his evil force

Kyrios plundered to freedom all who believed in him

Now they were free from fear, free from death and sin

Whoever wants to can live his life free

In the troops of kyrios, who is j.c.

To the father's home with him we will arive

Above the mountains, into the heaven's high

And apollyon, who is satan, will be

Thrown into the abyss, the fiery sea

Epilogue: the arrival (welcome home)