Silence, broken
The waves no longer crash
On the virgin shores
The red blood stains
The hands of the dead
Trumpets ring out
The war has begun
The second coming of the Lord
Trumpets ring for us to hear
No pity for those who shun
No pity for immoral ones
Come Lord Jesus
Live in our hearts
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