Sword

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 pulls our wrists out from history's razor blade.
The fists of manifestos quietly fall in line.
This present age it 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,
Stare in it's light eternal propaganda cease

Dance until this world's white dress falls off by his mercy
And in the early hours of the 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 eyes 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"