For years, they came and claimed my spirit in the night,
For lessons to teach me more about what is truly right
I was told the coming war would not be one of man's delight

And yet, they came.

At first I didn't know who they were,
Was this the work of man, aliens or something more?
Then the creator sent me a vision of the shore and the battle
The battle that has only happened once before.

I met the creator but I was almost late,

As the visions intensified I learned something great
I never believed our creator would have us sit and wait
He did this because we are his children and we needed to learn
Heaven isa magical place where nobody burns. We are equal there

We can be with him here but there is so much more,

There is a battle coming of biblical lore
Between the visitors and the believers
And with the battle and the creator at our core
We shall fight the demons that are the dream weavers
But they are nothing more

But they need us,

After they come to earth and proclaim
They are here to help us and there is no shame
They will take our hands and will fix our pain
But for us there will be no gain.

Only the spiritually dead will remain

They will not let us be what we are,

Their goal is to hold us here
Under stress, suffering war and fear
For they now know their time is short
Without us, they shall be no more

After we have ascended...

Not all sentient creatures can ascend to a higher level. We are rare and special in this way. Those that interfere with our ascension are what most would call demons. These entity's are not necessarily evil but they are selfish in their dealings with us. Some of them are our creations, some are from another creator and others choose not to ascend. If they aren't the creation of our creator then they can not come with us and they know this.