Oh if you have an ear then hear,
God alone wise and true.
Tho' all be found liars
in this merchantful abyss.
Reject the dragon's billboards,
false christs, false hopes away.
God pull our wrists out
from his'try's razor blade.
The fists of manifestos
quietly fall in line.
This present age roars!
The contents the same conform.
O bride be dressed in readiness
your Beloveds near the door
and you will lack nothing
if armed with your sword
Spirit blade to pierce the throat
of the blasphemous beast
star in It's light eternal
propoganda cease
dance until this world's white dress
falls off by His mercy
and in the early hours of morn
exposed to the Word - transform!
o lover know the scroll is not
itself the bread of life
reveals Him called Faithful and True
on a white horse rides
with justice and eye's of fire
'from His mouth comes a sword' says a voice
'to strike the nations down,
be glad and rejoice!'
the Spirit and the bride they cry
'come Alpha and Omega,
wound us with longing more,
God, Living Word, our Lord'