Lyrics
The new moon rises on a pitch black night parish, Somewhere a night owl sings.
Heat, lightning flashes and thunder crashes. in this desolate no man’s land of nightmare dreams.
He saw me on my knees with my head hung low, as the lightning crashed, and the thunder rolled.
He watched my shoulders heave and my hand grab my bow. He was sure he had me beat when he heard me praise Yahweh
God is great. God is great. praise Yahweh. God is great.
I stand alone in the middle of battle torn Jerusalem I stand alone.
No brothers around I hear the world is approaching hordes their battle cry roar
I stand my ground firmly calmly I reach for heaven’s door.
He saw me on my knees with my head, hung low as the lightning flashed, and the thunder rolled
He saw my shoulders heave and my hand grab my bow. He was sure he had me beat when he heard me praise Yahweh God is great. praise Yahweh.
Our Warriors fell to earth bringing hell with them and the nightmares dead from below.
He saw me on my knees with my head hung low as the lightning crashed, and the thunder rolled
He saw my shoulders heave and my hand grab my bow. He was sure he had me beat when he heard me praise Yahweh God is over here great. he heard me praise Yahweh. God is great. He heard me praise Yahweh. God is great. He heard me praise Yahweh. God is great.
Details
GeneratedMay 24, 2026
Duration3:52
LanguageEnglish
Style
Dark blues mixed with dark country with a creole flavor. The expectation is simple acoustic guitars, banjo, and drums 
Credits
Prompt byOutcastCowboys
ModelAria v5.5
