It began long ago, when darkness, through it's deceit captured the  hearts of the sons and daughters of light. We looked for light but we  found only darkness. We searched for bright skies but walked in gloom.  We fumbled like the blind along the wall, feeling our way like people  without eyes. We were destined to fall. Even in the brightest days, we  stumbled as if it were dark. Among the living we were like the dead. We  looked for justice, but it never came. We looked for rescue but it was  far from us. So He, Himself stepped in to save us, with his strong arm and  justice to sustain him. He put on RIGHTEOUSNESS as armor, SALVATION his  helmet. He clothed himself with the robe of VENGEANCE and wrapped  himself in a cloak of divine PASSION. He slipped out of his royal  garments, left eternity to enter time, divinity to wrap himself in  humanity. The sea of glass, for the ocean of separation, he left peace, and  for the first time felt pain. Because the very hands that held the stars  were now sentenced to wear my scars. It was love that purchased this  traitors heart. It's what the prophets spoke about when they envisioned  light living in men once again. For this reason, I AM LEGEND,  predestined for greatness, built for the final hour. I was born for  this, with weapons in hand, armor in place, I now march to the beat of a  different drum. I will break through battle lines that have been drawn  by discouragement and despair. Where more is left to be said, time has  met its end. It's now or never. Collision with me, myself and I. You  see, my mission today is clear... to wake the dead. So let freedom's song  rage. Do not abandon! You are not alone. Last day warriors ARISE from  yesterday's ash and raise your fist with me! We are the army that is  charging upon the land. Defeat is no longer and option. It is VICTORY.
WAKE UP THIS GENERATION.
We stand. We rise. We give our lives.
    
         
        
    
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