End Of The Age Lyrics - Hanging In The Balance - Metal Church

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 it 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 

And woe to those who hear not 

Woe to souls who've been bought 

Oh, it's written on the page 

And woe to those who fear not 

Woe to souls who've been bought 

You don't see the ending of the age 

You wandered through 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 

Which screamed in agony 

The sun will then be darkened 

The moon will get 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 

What it means, what it means