Into The Storm Lyrics
| Song | Into The Storm |
| Artist | Lift to Experience |
| Album | The Texas Jerusalem Crossroads |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Spoken: Into the storm | |
| Tell your mother you won't be home for Christmas this year. | |
| say you've headed south for the Promised Land. | |
| With gun in hand. | |
| When America falls the world will fall with her. | |
| When America falls the world will fall with her. | |
| Sell the car and take the train, | |
| you won't need it where you're going, | |
| leave the bags, don't pack a thing but the clothes on your back. | |
| With food, gun and gunny sack, | |
| with food, gun and gunny sack, | |
| with food, gun and gunny sack, | |
| head for the tracks. | |
| If one dies along the journey keep riding through the night, | |
| you'll never make it if you stop to bury, | |
| you'll never make it if you wait for light. | |
| Don't pause to question justice, | |
| don't take the time to mourn, | |
| we'll have time to suffer, | |
| after we've suffered the storm. | |
| Spoken: There's gonna be two hits | |
| Babylon is fallen, is fallen. | |
| You'll see it before you hear it, | |
| sound takes some time to travel. | |
| When the noise reaches your ear you will know and you will fear | |
| the end is near. | |
| Babylon is fallen, is fallen | |
| For the day comes, then the night. | |
| As we tread along the darker song, | |
| of salvation yet to come. | |
| Ponder the thought of what little you've fought. | |
| Yeah the journey for you my friend has just begun. | |
| Yeah the wind is gonna blow those (four) walls in | |
| and the sound is gonna drown you out. | |
| Behold I show you a mystery, | |
| we shall not all sleep, | |
| we shall all be changed, | |
| the crippled, deaf and weak. | |
| In a moment, in the twickling of an eye, | |
| the last trumpet shall sound and the dead shall rise. | |
| Incorruptible we shall all be changed. | |
| Spoken under: (If the watchman sees the sword come upon the land, warns not the people) | |
| Incorruptible we shall all be changed. | |
| (His blood will I require at his hand.) | |
| Incorruptible we shall all be changed. | |
| (If the watchman sees the sword come upon the land and warns the people,) | |
| Incorruptible we shall all be changed. | |
| (he has delivered his own soul and shall be free.) | |
| Spoken: We shall all be free. | |
| We, we shall all be free, | |
| we shall be free, | |
| we shall be free, | |
| we shall be free. | |
| (There are no roads to where we are,) | |
| we shall be free. | |
| (the path to the city has yet to be craved. | |
| so follow your fate to the Lone Star State, and join us as we sing along.) | |
| Born in sin, sufferin', strugglin' through thick and thin. | |
| Place your lips to my lips, and let's begin to weather the dreaded storm. | |
| You have been warned. | |
| We shall be free, | |
| we shall be free, | |
| we shall be free, | |
| we shall be free, | |
| we shall be free, | |
| we shall be free. | |
| We shall be free, | |
| we shall be free, | |
| we shall be free, | |
| we shall be free. | |
| We shall be | |
| 1° + 2° spoken: excerpt from Whitman's "Song Of The Open Road" | |
| Spoken: excerpt from Augustine's "Confessions" | |
| Spoken: There is a place. | |
| Follow me over the Jordan across the desert sands. | |
| Follow me O Israel into the Promised Land. | |
| Follow me over the Jordan across the Rio Grande. | |
| Follow me into Texas into the Promised Land. | |
| Marching on to Zion with gun in hand. | |
| 1° + 2° tacet | |
| Into the Promised Land. |
| Spoken: Into the storm | |
| Tell your mother you won' t be home for Christmas this year. | |
| say you' ve headed south for the Promised Land. | |
| With gun in hand. | |
| When America falls the world will fall with her. | |
| When America falls the world will fall with her. | |
| Sell the car and take the train, | |
| you won' t need it where you' re going, | |
| leave the bags, don' t pack a thing but the clothes on your back. | |
| With food, gun and gunny sack, | |
| with food, gun and gunny sack, | |
| with food, gun and gunny sack, | |
| head for the tracks. | |
| If one dies along the journey keep riding through the night, | |
| you' ll never make it if you stop to bury, | |
| you' ll never make it if you wait for light. | |
| Don' t pause to question justice, | |
| don' t take the time to mourn, | |
| we' ll have time to suffer, | |
| after we' ve suffered the storm. | |
| Spoken: There' s gonna be two hits | |
| Babylon is fallen, is fallen. | |
| You' ll see it before you hear it, | |
| sound takes some time to travel. | |
| When the noise reaches your ear you will know and you will fear | |
| the end is near. | |
| Babylon is fallen, is fallen | |
| For the day comes, then the night. | |
| As we tread along the darker song, | |
| of salvation yet to come. | |
| Ponder the thought of what little you' ve fought. | |
| Yeah the journey for you my friend has just begun. | |
| Yeah the wind is gonna blow those four walls in | |
| and the sound is gonna drown you out. | |
| Behold I show you a mystery, | |
| we shall not all sleep, | |
| we shall all be changed, | |
| the crippled, deaf and weak. | |
| In a moment, in the twickling of an eye, | |
| the last trumpet shall sound and the dead shall rise. | |
| Incorruptible we shall all be changed. | |
| Spoken under: If the watchman sees the sword come upon the land, warns not the people | |
| Incorruptible we shall all be changed. | |
| His blood will I require at his hand. | |
| Incorruptible we shall all be changed. | |
| If the watchman sees the sword come upon the land and warns the people, | |
| Incorruptible we shall all be changed. | |
| he has delivered his own soul and shall be free. | |
| Spoken: We shall all be free. | |
| We, we shall all be free, | |
| we shall be free, | |
| we shall be free, | |
| we shall be free. | |
| There are no roads to where we are, | |
| we shall be free. | |
| the path to the city has yet to be craved. | |
| so follow your fate to the Lone Star State, and join us as we sing along. | |
| Born in sin, sufferin', strugglin' through thick and thin. | |
| Place your lips to my lips, and let' s begin to weather the dreaded storm. | |
| You have been warned. | |
| We shall be free, | |
| we shall be free, | |
| we shall be free, | |
| we shall be free, | |
| we shall be free, | |
| we shall be free. | |
| We shall be free, | |
| we shall be free, | |
| we shall be free, | |
| we shall be free. | |
| We shall be | |
| 1 2 spoken: excerpt from Whitman' s " Song Of The Open Road" | |
| Spoken: excerpt from Augustine' s " Confessions" | |
| Spoken: There is a place. | |
| Follow me over the Jordan across the desert sands. | |
| Follow me O Israel into the Promised Land. | |
| Follow me over the Jordan across the Rio Grande. | |
| Follow me into Texas into the Promised Land. | |
| Marching on to Zion with gun in hand. | |
| 1 2 tacet | |
| Into the Promised Land. |
| Spoken: Into the storm | |
| Tell your mother you won' t be home for Christmas this year. | |
| say you' ve headed south for the Promised Land. | |
| With gun in hand. | |
| When America falls the world will fall with her. | |
| When America falls the world will fall with her. | |
| Sell the car and take the train, | |
| you won' t need it where you' re going, | |
| leave the bags, don' t pack a thing but the clothes on your back. | |
| With food, gun and gunny sack, | |
| with food, gun and gunny sack, | |
| with food, gun and gunny sack, | |
| head for the tracks. | |
| If one dies along the journey keep riding through the night, | |
| you' ll never make it if you stop to bury, | |
| you' ll never make it if you wait for light. | |
| Don' t pause to question justice, | |
| don' t take the time to mourn, | |
| we' ll have time to suffer, | |
| after we' ve suffered the storm. | |
| Spoken: There' s gonna be two hits | |
| Babylon is fallen, is fallen. | |
| You' ll see it before you hear it, | |
| sound takes some time to travel. | |
| When the noise reaches your ear you will know and you will fear | |
| the end is near. | |
| Babylon is fallen, is fallen | |
| For the day comes, then the night. | |
| As we tread along the darker song, | |
| of salvation yet to come. | |
| Ponder the thought of what little you' ve fought. | |
| Yeah the journey for you my friend has just begun. | |
| Yeah the wind is gonna blow those four walls in | |
| and the sound is gonna drown you out. | |
| Behold I show you a mystery, | |
| we shall not all sleep, | |
| we shall all be changed, | |
| the crippled, deaf and weak. | |
| In a moment, in the twickling of an eye, | |
| the last trumpet shall sound and the dead shall rise. | |
| Incorruptible we shall all be changed. | |
| Spoken under: If the watchman sees the sword come upon the land, warns not the people | |
| Incorruptible we shall all be changed. | |
| His blood will I require at his hand. | |
| Incorruptible we shall all be changed. | |
| If the watchman sees the sword come upon the land and warns the people, | |
| Incorruptible we shall all be changed. | |
| he has delivered his own soul and shall be free. | |
| Spoken: We shall all be free. | |
| We, we shall all be free, | |
| we shall be free, | |
| we shall be free, | |
| we shall be free. | |
| There are no roads to where we are, | |
| we shall be free. | |
| the path to the city has yet to be craved. | |
| so follow your fate to the Lone Star State, and join us as we sing along. | |
| Born in sin, sufferin', strugglin' through thick and thin. | |
| Place your lips to my lips, and let' s begin to weather the dreaded storm. | |
| You have been warned. | |
| We shall be free, | |
| we shall be free, | |
| we shall be free, | |
| we shall be free, | |
| we shall be free, | |
| we shall be free. | |
| We shall be free, | |
| we shall be free, | |
| we shall be free, | |
| we shall be free. | |
| We shall be | |
| 1 2 spoken: excerpt from Whitman' s " Song Of The Open Road" | |
| Spoken: excerpt from Augustine' s " Confessions" | |
| Spoken: There is a place. | |
| Follow me over the Jordan across the desert sands. | |
| Follow me O Israel into the Promised Land. | |
| Follow me over the Jordan across the Rio Grande. | |
| Follow me into Texas into the Promised Land. | |
| Marching on to Zion with gun in hand. | |
| 1 2 tacet | |
| Into the Promised Land. |
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