Dear children of Zion.
Would you roar like the Lions.
who lay watch to christendom’s reign
For we stragglers of mercy
are wanting of worthy
as savior and sinner are same.
Alone in our tower
with mirrors counting hours
we call on the ones we ordain.
And through aim we seek you
and in words we keep you
oh children of Zion we maim
And we set on our Jesus
a power most grievous
the degree of hierarchy’s game
So when mystery alerts us
our dogma reverts us
for greater and lesser we claim
Dear children of Zion
deny us our iron
and awaken us from our play
For water does drown us
and fire confounds us
and in it we wait to for His day
While we parlay with actors
and bow to detractors
and look to the other for gain.
Oh clay from the soil
your being does toil
as you tarry inside of our bane.
We slaves to our mercy
our beings unworthy
to say that we all are the same.
For hierarchy does scorn us
and grace, it does mourn us
as to HIS love we climb in our cage
In might we are broken
an eagle uncertain
preserving and kicking God’s name
And we build you a story
that we have preserved you
and freedom is your right to gain.
Yet sit on your weapons
and guard your possessions
For we are a prophet in blame.
If only for Jesus
Alas you might leave us
but Darwin does seek that you stay.
And tells you you’re equal
but claims right to your people
for the greater deals cards to the lame
Oh Children of Zion
Would you roar Like the Lions
For truth is your only domain
And right us our error
through presence or terror
until we can no more sustain
A word that is equal
a sign of a people
a vision that buries our fame
Oh children of Zion
more worthy than iron
God’s most unnamable name.
It is you that will save us
if only to bait us
from the bait that we have ordained.