321 - Disciple, Kevin Young, Josiah Prince

I’m feeling everything’s about to blow

I’m feeling everything’s about to blow

I’m feeling everything’s about to blow

Here He comes, undefeated, undisputed

Relentless earth, coming to collect

Hidden from the awaited day of rest

The feet that swell, walk the memories of late

Wrapped around the heart of a pity masquerade

Watch out

Get down now

No doubt

The moon has turned to blood

Baptized in vengeance flame

They shake at what’s to come

When He breaks the seals of pain

So roll back the prison bars

For charity not fame

Till the streets will overrun

With the tongues that shout the name