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Awaiting on the last days. |
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The bold red lettering has set the course. |
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We lift receding birth pains. |
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The earthquakes shake the hands that fight the wars. |
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Like a stranger in the night, |
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showers falling from the sky. |
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The writer left the gates wide open. |
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Then heaven hums a new song. |
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The lights grow dim, ohh, ohh. |
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A nation sat on doom's door. |
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The angels took his sin, ohh, ohh. |
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Be ready for deceivers. |
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They claim "I am the Christ," |
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but have no heart. |
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Let rest be on believers |
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who deny having a role, |
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but they've played their part. |
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Like a stranger in the night, |
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showers falling from the sky. |
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The writer shows His face, all glowing. |
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Then heaven hums a new song. |
[02:03.71] |
The lights grow dim, ohh, ohh. |
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A nation sat on doom's door. |
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The angels took his sin, ohh, ohh. |
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So this is it. |
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It's how it comes to an end. |
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Clean us out. |
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Like the floods that rained in. |
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You're the feet |
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in the night, but we stand. |
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So this is it. |
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It's how it comes to an end. |
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We'll come. |
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We'll come. |
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On the hour that you left us a note. |
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We're standing firm. |
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The trumpet sounds. |
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Then heaven hums a new song. |
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The lights grow dim, ohh, ohh. |
[03:31.04] |
A nation sat on doom's door. |
[03:36.93] |
The angels took his sin, ohh, ohh. |
[03:42.64] |
Then heaven hums a new song. |
[03:48.48] |
The lights grow dim, ohh, ohh. |
[03:54.31] |
A nation sat on doom's door. |
[04:00.19] |
The angels took his sin, ohh, ohh. |
[04:05.42] |
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