at the churches' end

Singer:impending doom

raise your flag-wear your cross

stand silent of the cost. our spoiled rotten nation has taken for granted our blessings

putting more faith in an inconclusive science

than our maker

our first love. the church age in america is coming to it's end

vanished

gone in the blink of an eye

and then you will see the peace of man. the piece of man that desires death

the worst ways imaginable. the fallacies of our perfections are revealed in the eradication of our foundation. nuclear showers invade our land

controlled under dark command. lifeless families lay desolate

while radiation suits stare down upon there deformity. when will you learn humanity needs a saviour?

seek deeper in revelation before the fall of a nation. salvation.