Weeping Shades of Indigo

Who are you to lift the trumpet,

Calling thunder with no flame?

Ashes gather on your altar,

While you Still chant Gods Holy Name.

Towers built from borrowed scriptures,

Crumble into desert sand.

Prophets carved from smoke and mirrors,

Casting stones with trembling hands.

You must’ve been blind,

You must’ve been blind,

You must’ve been so fucking blind

Tongues of fire, cloaked in ruin,

Every sermon turns to dust.

You can’t dance around the tempest,

When the heavens break your trust.

You must’ve been lost,

You must’ve been so fucking lost.

Scrolls are torn, the seals are broken,

Balance sways against the meek.

Angels watch with burning faces,

While the wicked curse the humble and weak.

The Blood of nations stains the rivers,

Here the Trumpets echo through the sky.

As You poured the venom in the chalice,

Now your soul is it drinking down dry.

You must’ve been gone,

You must’ve been gone,

You must’ve been fucking gone

All the False kings, all the hollow temples,

Every idol wears your ugly face.

Soon you’ll Preach to shadows in the wasteland,

But in the void it reveals your place.

You must’ve been out your mind,

You must’ve been out your fucking mind.

Trumpets sound, the sky is bleeding,

Stars fall silent from their thrones.

Every kingdom built on your claimed silver

While your here just destroying Gods home

All you Serpents crowned with tongues of fire,

Preach in temples all made of lies.

But the heavens split asunder,

And all their kingdoms will be denied.

You must’ve been blind,

You must’ve been blind,

You must’ve been so fucking blind

Plagues of glass rain down like ashes,

Seven thunders shake the land.

Every scroll is torn asunder,

Written by a free sovereign hand.

The Smoke of Babylon is rising,

As the Scarlet stains the final flood.

You lit all these candles on the altar,

But they flicker out with innocent blood.

Who are you to claim the crown,

When the heavens crack with fire?

Every mask shall rot and turn to dust,

While Every single lie is consumed in its entire.

You must’ve been blind,

You must’ve been blind,

You must’ve been so fucking blind!

You must’ve been out your mind,

You must’ve been out your fucking mind.

(Hahahahaha)

It’s Weeping shades of indigo,

The Trumpets sound the season.

Weeping shades of indigo,

All Judgment has its reason.

When you tried to drown the flame,

You just proved the end of time—

You must’ve been blind,

Now You must be left behind.

I see You TV Preachers, exposed pedo priests,

Those that prey on the young, meek. Some in their darkest hour.

Money and sex is their response.

One day when your time ends you will be judged for you done.

Ya’ll Must have been out of your fucking minds!

hahahahahah

good luck