How The Future Story Of Salvation Almost Did Not Come to Be.

This is another confessionary hymn

Best to tell it before the end

 

When the sky comes a’crashin’ down

I’ll be a broken down sad clown

 

Our creations will kick us out and run the show

Like we did to God years ago

 

Our backs are pushed against the wall

With our broken bones and broken jaws

 

The machines will destroy us all

By exploiting our biggest flaws

 

With our backs against the wall

I’ll scream to God to save us all

 

If He hears me will He come?
Or will He forsake us for what we’ve done?

 

Is that Judas hanging from a tree?

I got close oh my God it’s me….