Wovenhand - Hiss ( "Refractory Obdurate", 2014) | Текст песни

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Lord of hosts..exalted in judgement..the lambs feed after their manner..GOD is holy all the strangers come in.....sit down and eat...woe unto them...vanity”s unbelieving...in the judgement seat...them that say...let Him make speed..and hasten to His work....that we may see it....woe unto them..their light for darkness....their bitter for sweet
HISS...HISS
who justifies and frees the guilty...for a bribe...as the tongue devours the stubble..as the dry grass sinks down in the flame and dies...as the bees are hissed from out their hives....look.... He lifts up a signal...to the hostiles from afar...He will hiss for them...from the ends of the earth...behold they come...they come swiftly...swiftly
none is weary or stumbles among them...none slumbers or sleeps...arrows sharp...all bows are bent..their horses hooves look like flint...their whirring wheels like a whirlwind wild...from afar the roaring sea child...like a churning of the foaming sea...thats the way it look to me....darkness and distress...woe unto them....their light for darkness...woe unto them..this bitter for sweet
(DEE)(isaiah 5)