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CHILDREN OF THE NIGHT. ( The lost Generation.) |
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Written by C. Berryman
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Guardians of the
Children of the Earth
Seeking their soul
Even before birth.
Some die young
In a darkened womb
For them this world
Has no room.
Those who survive
The foetal grave
Are born to become
Someone’s slave.
Eagerly they search
For a guiding light
To help them through
The earthly night.
Their soul is sought
At any cost
By worldly heroes
Who themselves are lost.
Follow me
I’ll light your way
I’ll sing you songs
You’ll want to stay.
I’m a soul stealer
Sent from below
I’ll disciple you
Come on, lets go.
The path is littered
With the dead
Who fed on the poison
Of what the ‘shepherds’ said.
Those who fall
To an earthly grave
By hell’s hero’s
Are counted brave.
Despite the corpses
And living dead
Still they follow
Where they are lead.
They cause the downward climb
To somehow glitter
Covering over the slease and slime
Glorifying the trough of the swine.
Shepherds of
The lost generation
Always providing
A new sensation.
Don’t despair!
We have the light
The power from above
To give them sight.
Don’t leave them dying
In the pig’s trough
Don’t surrender them
To Satan’s wrath.
The Good Shepherd
Died for the sheep
The sin they sowed
He came to reap.
He’s paid the price
So they can live
All their sin
He can forgive.
To you and I
He looks today
To show the children
A better way.
We can save them
If we try
Expose, with truth,
The devil’s lie.
For this
Losing generation
We have the
True Revelation.
Who will enter
The children’s night
To save the blind
To give them sight.
The fight for life
Begins in the womb
Who will fight
To give them room.
Jesus is the
Living Light
Who died to save
The children of night.
So dawn could light
Their darkened way
To make them
Children of the Day.
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Last Updated ( Friday, 25 January 2008 )
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Children of the Night
