Hands On The Wall Ancient Prophecy
The lion, once mighty enthroned,
A pale shade of a dying star.
Behold the temple was burning inside,
And nothing but ashes remained.
The children displaced to the land of the whore.
But light shines better in darkness,
And shadows are so clear to see.
O children of Israel show me your tears,
And reach out your mind to the hands on the wall.
So turn around and see the street that is called your live,
Is this the way You really want to live.
The time of history is far away,
But yet You
A pale shade of a dying star.
Behold the temple was burning inside,
And nothing but ashes remained.
The children displaced to the land of the whore.
But light shines better in darkness,
And shadows are so clear to see.
O children of Israel show me your tears,
And reach out your mind to the hands on the wall.
So turn around and see the street that is called your live,
Is this the way You really want to live.
The time of history is far away,
But yet You
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