Jeremiah

Jeremiah
How your people cry
«What's the answer
Don’t let it change the way
We live or die»
No matter where you run
You’ve got to pay
For what you’ve done
Obediah
Open Edom’s eyes
Heaven’s fire will soon be laid
Upon your eathbound lives
Let there be no doubt
You’re going to get
What you give out
I could set you free
But you must turn back to me
Tell it over and over
And over and over again
Tell it over and over
And over and over again
Zephaniah
Sell your prophesy
Heavey buyer, tear down the bed
Of your idolatry
Hearts that turn to gold
Will be turned to hearts of stone
I could set you free
But you must turn back to me
Jeremiah
How great your pain must be
To have the answer
And yet the people still
Refuse to see
Let there be no doubt
There is only one way out
I could set you free
But you must turn back to me