Angel of Death

When all the world is so confused
Why don’t they humbly look to You?
Instead of trying themselves to gain
A way to overcome the pain?
Without Your help it’s just insane.

When bombs are dropping every day
Should be enough to make them pray
But peace is such a futile thing
When rocks abound to fill their slings
They justify the deaths they bring.

So they blow up their buildings and tear down their gates
They slash and they burn while feeding their hate
But war never heals the hole in their hearts
It steals what is right and breaks them apart.

They march in their madness to the beat of their drums
While their hearing is deaf to the cries of their young.
But war never solves the ache in their hearts
It robs what is right and tears them apart.

See, the angel of death is descending
As they fall to their knees for the ending.

When the voice cries out, “It is done!”
There will be nowhere left to run
As the earth shakes and cities roll
The hailstones fall and take their toll
The seventh angel poured his bowl.

So they blew up their buildings and tore down their gates
They slashed and they burned while feeding their hate
But war never healed the hole in their hearts
It stole what was right and broke them apart.

They marched in their madness to the beat of their drums
While their hearing was deaf to the cries of their young.
But war never solved the ache in their hearts
It robbed what was right and tore them apart.

See, the angel of death is descending
As they fall to their knees for the ending.
See, the angel of death is descending
As they fall to their knees for the ending.