Parousian shout

From their fanfare of shock
rising from the rich o'er the poor
the strong o'er the weak
will be a roar of praise
the underlings alone can mouth
a day of renewal and acclamation
of huggings and embrace
when the down'll be up
and the high-flung thrown into doubt
wondering "How could this be
when all my labors were for You
even though they suffered for the love of You
when all my claims were for staking You
for giving You reign o'er the terrorists of earth
o'er the realm of the Fiend;
how could this be?"

Ah, praise there'll be
that heaven will ne'er tire to hear
cause all the strong and rich
the grand upon the earth
will be drawn into its arms
by the victims of their might
by their pains to rid the land
of the dregs of Adam's sin.
The Sin will have been them
brought through the Golden Gate
by the forgiveness of the pained
and the blood of the Lamb.

leave the town you roam in

a long-time blind

a long-while dead

leave the town you roam in

don't look back

never return

grab no morsel

the Past you've left

there, poison is food

and you were drugged 

your eyes boarded 

your feet bound 

leave the town you roam in

keep stepping on 

flee with the wings of Freedom 

your eyes have been purged 

your health restored 

your limbs swing free 

your thoughts sing renewed

leave the town you roam in

out into the darkness 

turn toward the Light 

recover your dignity 

let Joy rule your life

leave the town you roam in