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© February 1999, Roy Stucky

The clamor for harmony makes such a din
The thinkers and thieves don't know where to begin.
"The lorry is smoking but please come on in -
There's room if you will hold your tongue."

"We're in this together so don't make a fuss,
The seat for believers is back in the bus.
Our map now unfolded's a mystery to us -
But don't you tell us how it's done."

Don't look to the people for any reward.
Don't think they'll give thanks for the Word of the Lord.
The time that you face is the Season of Sword -
The Truth will be ignored.

"Your dogma and doctrine were finally found
To be the real chains that have kept people down.
The words that you think of as holy profound -
They don't apply to everyone."

"Why must you keep pushing your bitter God pill
When you know we just want your kind to keep still?
Your era's behind us way back in the hills -
Where your old God has long been hung."

Don't look to the people for any reward.
Don't think they'll give thanks for the Word of the Lord.
The time that you face is the Season of Sword -
The Truth will be ignored.

We're called on to speak for the sake of the few
Who'll turn at the call and receive what is True.
The rest will not think very highly of you -
For casting doubt on their sad fun.

The Word is a razor that's come to divide
Our sin and the Savior on opposite sides.
The day has arrived for us all to decide -
If we'll be just who we're among.

Don't look to the people for any reward.
Don't think they'll give thanks for the Word of the Lord.
The time that you face is the Season of Sword -
The Truth will be ignored
In the Season of Sword.
The Season of Sword.

 
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