COLLAPSE OF FREEDOM

This is a very old song. I seems to fit in our collective life now.


COLLAPSE OF FREEDOM

Yeah, I know. Yeah, I see it
The foundation crumbles
Your freedom collapses
Lost to strong terror
Your famed halls of justice
You’re gripped by a fever
That sweeps over nations
Tsunami of hatred and
Dark desecration
Mocking Gods’ providence
Slandering mercy
Ice-cold affections
And frozen communion
Between all souls living
Except those who follow
Anointed king Jesus
Accept it you’re done for
Your rule is a failure
Democracy humbled
Like all thrones before it

Chorus:

You come at last to the end 
Your rule blows away in the wind
Jesus alone will remain
All other hopes have proved vain


Yeah I know it. Yes, I see it
The Lady of freedom
Has drowned in the ocean
Beneath waves of fury
And now you are stranded
On rocks of damnation
The curses of millions
You sold into slavery
And cruel domination
Oh, how do you like it
Gods’ turning of tables
His wrath now poured out on
The killer of martyrs
The arrogant actress
Self-righteous ruler
Spiritual prostitute
Cold-hearted liar
Destroyer of virtue
American tyrant
And bastard of nations

Chorus:

You come at last to the end 
Your rule blows away in the wind
Jesus alone will remain
All other hopes have proved vain


Yes, I see it, and yes, I know
A truth was your garden
And you were to keep it
And fruit would be plentiful
Sweet freedom and justice
And all would be nourished
And all would be satisfied
Equal before God and
Equal upon this bright land
So, where is this garden?
And where this lush fruit?
Replaced by grim soldiers
And the sound of their marching
Oh, where is your promise now?
Clothed in your bragging
Framed by a smile
Long faded and sagging
Oh say can you see
By your setting sunlight
What you once proudly held

Chorus:

You come at last to the end 
Your rule blows away in the wind
Jesus alone will remain
All other hopes have proved vain


Yeah, I know, yes I see it
The passing of movie stars
The dying of heroes
The corpse of your icons
Pathetically rotting
The rusting of money
The chipping of jewels
The decay of merchandise
All leaving you sighing
For now you have nothing
Long empty inside
Long grasping at shadows
Long wed to your pride
Oh, come to your funeral
With no one else there
Alone at your wake
Alone in despair
For you would trust no one
Defensive as hell
Submitting to no man

Chorus:

You come at last to the end 
Your rule blows away in the wind
Jesus alone will remain
All other hopes have proved vain