As seasons pass and time flows by
Things will change until the sky
Shines bright with glory for all to see,
The wonders of heaven waiting for thee.
Angels revealed and suffering gone,
They will descend from high above.
Thine saviors come to greet us, thee.
As holy spirit, father, and son shall forever shine brighter then the sun.
Some will shout, some will pray
some may cry, others may stay
While everyone rises unto the sky
to meet thine saviors three.
World restored and conflicts gone,
People won't walk, instead they shall run
To great new brothers long forgotten,
For no more pain is ever begotten.
On those days long behind
They will remember the day that shined
With glory, salvation, greatness, and wonder
As thine saviors call, the sky forever torn asunder.
-I'm not religion's or anything so tell me if that sounds okay thanks-