The Time Has Come By Kiler Davenport

They are mounting the black horse They stand upon the mountain breathing fire

Blood is in those young eyes eager to kill and control Anger repressed for years

They will come riding on iron horses ready for battle You will not escape them

Time is short and the night will come As they lay in wait for the dawn to kill

The moon splattered with innocent blood Eyes blinded from hell

Ride to the high places and seek shelter They are coming with a fierce wind

Do not let them take you Die for this noble cause Your land, your people

The time has come to fight The time has come to die The time has come.