Old Man Time Is Running Out

 "Time" By Phil Keaggy

"Surely I Come Quickly" - Jesus Christ


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Resurrection Band - Where Roses Grow

"Surely I Come Quickly" - Jesus Christ

Empty promises, that were etched in stone
Scattered by the wind to places I have known
All the burning lamps by the window panes
Lit for their return, but they never came
I lose myself in deep regret
Still I hear a voice that I can't forget

Says: we will run where roses grow, our feet unbound at last
Laugh as morning dawns, the night forever passed
See the face of glory, feel the river flow
Hear the voice of God, and run where roses grow

Fading hope is gathered as the sky grows dim
Somewhere it's raining, but it's drought within
Out across the desert, was it fate or was it chance?
I saw clouds approaching where I took my stance

Hear the thunder rolling - can you hear the horn?
I'm climbing Jacob's ladder - up through the storm

Stand with me at the Mercy Seat
With mounds of ashes spread about my feet
You know who I am, all I think I know
See it in the marrow, buried deep in the bone
How is there no anger in the words I hear?
Only love and mercy, erasing every fear

Curtain of Iron: All The Prophecies Are Taking Place

CURTAIN OF IRON
Kansas from the album "Audio Visions" 
Words and Music by Kerry Livgren

The streets of the city are barren
All the windows and doors have been closed
As the night draws near
You can feel their fear

Their freedom is just an illusion
And they tell us that love is a lie
Can it all be true
What can one man do

See the pages as they turn
Never will the children learn
Born as a prisoner in a curtain of iron
Never will the pages turn

The City of Gold's in the distance
And they've already forgotten their dream
Visions slowly fade
In this land of shade

See the pages as they turn
Never will the children learn
Born as a prisoner in a curtain of iron
Never will the pages turn

As the power grows, darkness spreading
Hope is still alive, though we're dreading
What the future holds, no more need to
Fear what all men face
Only good can win the race

Rumors speak of war, all the nations
Turmoil in the streets, tribulations
Now it's plain to see
All the prophecies are taking place
Only good can win the race

There are fragments of Truth still remaining
And they bring them the Light of the World
To this hope we cling
Till the bells will ring

See the pages as they turn
In their wisdom we will learn
Our bloody history soon will resolve
See the pages as they turn
In their wisdom we will learn
Free from the prison, a curtain of iron

A Very Cool Guitar - Handmade Cigarbox

Handmade by a drummer I have had the privilege of jamming with. I like the maple neck! Rylie sells these too!

Put that through a cranked Marshall...

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Death Will Be Swallowed In Sweet Victory!

When the Grave Robber comes, Death will finally die! SHARE: