Creation holds its breath to hear the horn
To break apart the earth at its foundations.
The host of heaven marches in the morn.
The soldiers are assuming battle stations
Just over the horizon, out of sight,
To break apart the earth at its foundations.
Tomorrow is the last, so sleep tonight.
The wisest are preparing for a war
Just over the horizon, out of sight.
No thing comes with; possessions are no more,
For courage in the fight is all that matters.
The wisest are preparing for a war.
The armies of the wicked are in shatters.
The Kingdom is at hand, so stand your ground,
For courage in the fight is all that matters.
The world is silent, waiting for a sound.
Creation holds its breath to hear the horn.
The Kingdom is at hand, so stand your ground.
The host of heaven marches in the morn.