The sounds we hear,
Life without fear,
We no longer share a tear,
No one dares to care.
The conceal book said it all
None believed it, until the prophecy
About the past and the future
To think is not a myth.
Who am I to tell you to repent?
The coming of the Lord is near.
The hidden shall be seen
The secrets shall be revealed,
Your reward is coming: good or bad.
All the prophecies have been fulfilled
Yours is to submit your failures to Him
Not saying this because I’m holy, but because
His mercy is in riches.
You can still do well with your life.