You may be ancient, but I know all your weapons You will try to trick me again I know before there was no thought to the pretense But your cloak, has been cast aside
And what I see now is not fate But a vicious thief of soul complete You'll buy your time and be gone in a second When the coming is here, you'll be desolate
Unveil my eyes, to see my God in Glory Unveil my eyes, to see my God in Glory
Am I still sleeping? Or am I awake? It feels so real, but it cannot be But it can't (but it can't) but it cannot be But it can't (but it can't) but it cannot be
[Spoken]
I can stand before you now, with everything shallow in my life And when the Coming of the time is set, when the Coming is here
You'll be desolate! [3x]
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