Fall prostrate now before the Nazarene Creator of all both seen and unseen The clock has struck midnight Your life hangs in the balance The hammer drops no reprieve Hell will welcome your talents That has caused this fate Of eternal torment You shook your fist at the Anointed Your daily blasphemy Obsession of evil intent Released upon the earth Malignancy inside your soul You lack the Second Birth No excuse for you now Only your ignorant self to blame The truth you sought was self evident But instead you choose to mame If only you could return To warn others of their fate Let them heed prophetic warnings Until they reach the judgment gateTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
