Ticking away is time
Tick tock goes the doomsday clock. Puzzle pieces, prophecy, fitting together. Mysteries once sealed up, now unfolding. What is symbolic: coming into focus, getting sharper. Revelation: peering through the window, beckoning those both far and near. Yet a delusion reigns supreme, like a parasite in the soul. A blind spirit inhabits them, possesses them, and it doesn’t let go. They could see, but they don’t want to. The Church Age soon to end, the Tribulation Period soon to begin. The mystery of lawlessness: it knocks at the door. One holds it back, but He is ready to step away. The door will then be opened. Men’s hearts failing: overcome with dread. Heaven and earth shaking: fear in the inner depths. Thick chocking terror: utter horror. Crying out: with no one to save. You can’t escape. You can’t outrun judgment. Down to the pit you go, where the walls of death close in and smother you. You will then understand, but it’ll be too late. Time for you will’ve run out! Tick tock goes the clock.
Ticking away is time
Tick tock goes the doomsday clock. Puzzle pieces, prophecy, fitting together. Mysteries once sealed up, now unfolding. What is symbolic: coming into focus, getting sharper. Revelation: peering through the window, beckoning those both far and near. Yet a delusion reigns supreme, like a parasite in the soul. A blind spirit inhabits them, possesses them, and it doesn’t let go. They could see, but they don’t want to. The Church Age soon to end, the Tribulation Period soon to begin. The mystery of lawlessness: it knocks at the door. One holds it back, but He is ready to step away. The door will then be opened. Men’s hearts failing: overcome with dread. Heaven and earth shaking: fear in the inner depths. Thick chocking terror: utter horror. Crying out: with no one to save. You can’t escape. You can’t outrun judgment. Down to the pit you go, where the walls of death close in and smother you. You will then understand, but it’ll be too late. Time for you will’ve run out! Tick tock goes the clock.