Dark Tidings

Hell has still not won this day
Though evil ascendant has all the voice, for now;
And we small people know not how
The story ends, in one or other way.
Though witless, vapid mouths might say
What they wish, sure to make us bow
To their idols, their sacred cow,
Consuming our young, if they have their way.

The war goes on, will we or no,
And final victory is a certain thing.
Our trust must not to Power go,
But to Him to Whom the angels sing.
Has Satan won? It is not so!
A battle lost, but let our challenge RING!