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I hear it in a minstrel wind, it's crying out the tune
Of a prophet's only hope to tell the world
He wrote down it on parchment, but alas no one believes
Of the vision only one man could conceive

He knows it's true

Will the people have the ears to hear
or will they turn their heads
And blind their eyes to the truth once again
How is it that you know the
season's changing by the leaves
But still you do not know that summer's near?

It's near

So many teachers preach a lie to the sheep who need a guide
They need a God that they can touch and see
But only if your faith is strong and hope for the unseen
You'll find peace amongst the tragedy

Woe to those who hear not
Woe to souls who've been bought
Oh, it's written on the page
Woe to those who fear not
Woe to souls who've been bought
You don't see the ending of the age

You wandered throught the wilderness
for forty years or more
To lead you to the promised land,
promised years before
Yet still you bowed down to a calf
you made with your own hands
Have you still not learned a thing,
the wickedness of man

And oh, hands up to the sky
And oh, the angel passes by

One bowl for the wicked
One bowl for the sea
One bowl for the rivers
Men screamed in agony
The sun will then be darkened
The moon will give no light
The earthquakes will shake up the earth
The terror in the night

And oh, hands up to the sky
And oh, watch the beast begin to rise

Remember what I've told you
Remember what you've seen
And tell the human race just what it means




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And tell the human race just what it means
Remember what you've seen
Remember what I've told you

And oh, watch the beast begin to rise
And oh, hands up to the sky

The terror in the night
The earthquakes will shake up the earth
The moon will give no light
The sun will then be darkened
Men screamed in agony
One bowl for the rivers
One bowl for the sea
One bowl for the wicked

And oh, the angel passes by
And oh, hands up to the sky

the wickedness of man
Have you still not learned a thing,
you made with your own hands
Yet still you bowed down to a calf
promised years before
To lead you to the promised land,
for forty years or more
You wandered throught the wilderness

You don't see the ending of the age
Woe to souls who've been bought
Woe to those who fear not
Oh, it's written on the page
Woe to souls who've been bought
Woe to those who hear not

You'll find peace amongst the tragedy
But only if your faith is strong and hope for the unseen
They need a God that they can touch and see
So many teachers preach a lie to the sheep who need a guide

It's near

But still you do not know that summer's near?
season's changing by the leaves
How is it that you know the
And blind their eyes to the truth once again
or will they turn their heads
Will the people have the ears to hear

He knows it's true

Of the vision only one man could conceive
He wrote down it on parchment, but alas no one believes
Of a prophet's only hope to tell the world
I hear it in a minstrel wind, it's crying out the tune


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