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