Trumpets

I gotta stay focused

I get the notion 

you wanna keep me distracted 

Slow my reaction to what's really going on with the planet 

You cant stand it 

that I'm in touch with God 

You think me odd to not want to join the majority 

No, I'd rather be the minority 

Part of the ones who see the truth 

The youth that has yet to be corrupted by your idols; 

Destructed by your by laws; 

or swayed by your false pretenses 

As this third world war commences 

The world isn't paying attention 

Blinded by the lights 

the i's of deception 

they let guide them with no direction 

nor Spirit to confide in 

Basking in the Darkness they reside in 

Quite content 

with not believing in God or His powers 

But the hour is near 

where He will restore the fear in us 

Dividing the indivisible 

Turning to dust 

what you thought was invincible 

During this time 

The mercies of the Divine 

will be no more 

I want to be sure 

I'm not left behind 

So I'm preparing my mind, 

heart and soul for what's coming 

I can almost hear the trumpets 

Cant you?