The Falling 2013

Their enemy will reign over them The die is cast and it will happen. Hardness of heart, their post mortem This proud blind nation will not rise again Signs of falling they do not see Too blind and filled with callous pride Their enemies now take the steps To mark their graves from side to side. Rejection, scorn, of the One true God That could reverse the curses laid Have opened now the doors they had And soon their loftiness gets paid. Watch with careful, diligent study The Falling Nation grope on knees Darkness covers land and seas Its young cry out like sheep that flee.