(K)No Hope
Look to the sky, fear fills their eyes, hear all their cries!
Hate fills their heart, they've sold their souls, reign death to them all!
It's too late! It's too late!
It's too late, they say!
Burdened by all your sin, choices you've made willingly
Look to the sky, fear fills their eyes, hear all their cries!
Hate fills their heart, they've sold their souls, reign death to them all!
It's too late! It's too late!
To claim "ignorance is bliss" is to die unforgivingly
No better than taking a knife to your wrists
Cut it deep, run it through!
Drive the knife in your own throat
It's too late! It's too late!
It's too late, they say!
Your actions spoke louder than your voice could speak!
A man who's tongue is ripped from his mouth has more to say than your deceiving self
Look to the sky, fear fills their eyes, hear all their cries!
Hate fills their heart, they've sold their souls, reign death to them all!
But know this, my God is alive and He's not forsaken you
Come all who are weary and receive His perfect gift, eternal rest
Those with no hope will know hope!
Behold the Worthy Lamb and be terrified!
Hate fills their heart, they've sold their souls, reign death to them all!
It's too late! It's too late!
It's too late, they say!
Burdened by all your sin, choices you've made willingly
Look to the sky, fear fills their eyes, hear all their cries!
Hate fills their heart, they've sold their souls, reign death to them all!
It's too late! It's too late!
To claim "ignorance is bliss" is to die unforgivingly
No better than taking a knife to your wrists
Cut it deep, run it through!
Drive the knife in your own throat
It's too late! It's too late!
It's too late, they say!
Your actions spoke louder than your voice could speak!
A man who's tongue is ripped from his mouth has more to say than your deceiving self
Look to the sky, fear fills their eyes, hear all their cries!
Hate fills their heart, they've sold their souls, reign death to them all!
But know this, my God is alive and He's not forsaken you
Come all who are weary and receive His perfect gift, eternal rest
Those with no hope will know hope!
Behold the Worthy Lamb and be terrified!
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Writer(s): Thomas Hoyt
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