Archive for July, 2009

28
Jul
09

New Song: When Heaven Weeps

Dear brother, you bore your cross so beautifully

Rest assured that your witness among us stands true

The axe was taken to your neck for all to see

You held firm while your life was taken from you

 

And I’m sorry that your pain is not my pain

That your victory brings no rejoicing

All this comfort’s taken me out of the game

No cry of protest will I be voicing

 

Oh how can I/Seek to justify/How I never cry

When Heaven weeps

Yeah I/Stay locked up inside/With all of my pride

While Heaven weeps

 

Dear sister, you’re hanging on diligently

To the faith that was delivered once for all

Labor camp gates can’t constrain your glee

Tortured, starved and raped but you don’t hate at all

 

And I’m sorry that your pain is not my pain

That your victory brings no rejoicing

All this comfort’s taken me out of the game

No cry of protest will I be voicing

 

Oh how can I/Seek to justify/How I never cry

When Heaven weeps

Yeah I/Stay locked up inside/With all of my pride

While Heaven weeps

21
Jul
09

New Song Lyrics: Dance of the Harlot

Dance of the Harlot

 

Safe inside my shell of comfort, I see

A hideous harlot staring brazenly at me

I see her laugh and stagger like a moth to a flame

Hands shake and blood boils as she profanes your holy name

 

I can’t believe my eyes

Frozen in inaction

My spirit in me cries

But I find no reaction

 

So I watch as the dance of the harlot begins

Twisting and writhing like her serpent kin

I watch as the dance of the harlot unfolds

As altars become scenes of horrors untold

 

As I watch the scene evolve, behold

The harlot mocks the witness of the saints of old

She proclaims at the opening of this unholy synod

“Lawlessness at last has come to the house of our God!”

 

I can’t believe my eyes

Frozen in inaction

My spirit in me cries

But I find no reaction

 

So I watch as the dance of the harlot begins

Twisting and writhing like her serpent kin

I watch as the dance of the harlot unfolds

As altars become scenes of horrors untold

 

Final act, counterfeit groom

Leads the harlot to her doom

Stripped bare and fed to the flames

I couldn’t speak so I’m to blame

Should have warned her while there was time

God forgive me for my crime

Wasn’t brave enough to see

That the harlot could’ve been me




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