The Meek Are Getting Ready

Get ready war machine
Big guys riding high on power
Falling short on feeling and the hour is
growing near
You got a judging eye before a baby’s birth
You keep assuring the meek we will inherit the earth
Well what you failed to notice in your
destruction cold and steady
Is hey big guys you’re sinking and the meek are getting ready
Get ready death machine
Small folks coasting up on empty
Feeling full of feeling and the sky is
growing clear
The maps are drawn by a living choir
And every move you make it just fuels our fire
Well what you failed to notice in your
destruction cold and steady
Is hey big guys you’re sinking and the meek are getting ready
Behold the meek are ready, armed with a
loving hand
The earth is sending a message to the keepers of the land
We won’t wait, we won’t wait
We won’t wait until it’s over
To inherit what’s left
Or to eat out of heaven’s hand
We won’t wait, we won’t wait
We won’t wait so move over
You’ll find a world of lovers and friends
Singing where a tyrant used to stand
The meek are getting ready
The meek shall inherit the earth