Barren Cry, Kingdom Come!

Barren is a siren screaming in me,
Nylon pylon’s lining up,
Single file is the world’s
Meanwhile, its present form
Is passing away, the kingdom
Is now today, choose life that
You may live, choose to die that
You may come alive, passing are
The types and the shadows and
The deserted meadows, the
Downfall on the mountaintop,
All that you command at our
Hand, we will rule this covenant,
Dispensations are fading, for the
Age is shifting and the end of
All things are near, I do hear and
Want the world to know that
What is outside, it is passing
And I want to be with eternal,
With immaterial, with the real
Material renewing in me!

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