I stand alone at roads crossing three

I am the one of the prophecy.

I ride the dragon of fire

I am the One that God requires

I stand at the crux of three;

The messenger at the end of times,

The One who holds power in rhymes;

The One God has sent with blessings of His Power;

The One who cannot die, sent by God in the final hour.

I stand at the crux of three

I am the One of prophecy.

I ride the dragon breathing destruction;

I will make the path for reconstruction.

In my hands the choice of fate;

In my sight this planets future I contemplate

The world to be consumed in Holy Fire of love and war,

The birthing changes of this world never seen before.

I stand at the crux of three;

I am she of the prophecy.

I ride the dragon no harm to me.

I was given to ride the dragon to new destiny.

The time to chose for all has come

We will be consumed by the Fire of the One

The choice between God or war

The choices as never been before

You can chose before it is too late

Chose not war for God’s sake