No One Left
Well you speak through your whirlwind and you whisper the word
Not a man here living was sure that he heard
Of the mighty who've fallen
In the city they wall in
The houses and homes of the land
And the sword in the sheath has been lossed in the street
Babies and mothers and pure virgin lovers
Like blood they run to my brain
And I cry to the thunder and I listen in wonder
Not a sound from anywhere came
No one left knows His name
Now the word of the prophet has finished it's course
Fulfilled it's purpose returned to the source
And you speak all alone
To the stock and the stone
Such words where never so vain
While the sword that you meet as you slip through the steet
Plunders usunder and caused you to wonder
Why blood now flows from your vien
And I cry out like thunder and I sit back and wonder
Why no soul from anywhere came
No one left knows His name
Now all who have ears do listen in fear
The time is at hand the day it is near
And all who are trusting the Spirit to lust in
The flesh for God and your soul
Lay your sword down beneath the rubbled filled street
Captivities captive are all lead away
With blood that flowed from His vien
And you cry in the thunder and your hearts full of wonder
Not a word was ever the same
No one left does not know his name
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