Besedila: Capital Lights. This Is An Outrage. Return.

Awaiting on the last days, the bold red lettering has set the course
We live preceding birth pains, the earthquakes shake the hands that fight the wars
Like a stranger in the night, showers falling from the sky, the rider left the gates wide open

Then Heaven hums a new song, the lights glow dim
A nation set on tomb stone, the angels took us in

Be ready for deceivers, they claim "I am the Christ!" but have no heart
Let rest the unbelievers who deny having a role, but they play their part
Like a stranger in the night, showers falling from the sky, the rider shows his face so glowing

So this is it... it's how it comes to an end
Clean us out like the floods that rained in
You?re the thief in the night but we stand
So this is it... it's how it comes to an end
We'll go!
We'll go!
On the hour that you left us unknown
We're standing firm! The trumpet sounds!


(Thanks to Mark for these lyrics)