Return

Capital Lights - Return

Awaiting on the last days.

The bold red lettering has set the course.

We lift receding birth pains.

The earthquakes shake the hands that fight the wars.

Like a stranger in the night,

showers falling from the sky.

The writer left the gates wide open.

Then heaven hums a new song.

The lights grow dim, ohh, ohh.

A nation sat on doom's door.

The angels took his sin, ohh, ohh.

Be ready for deceivers.

They claim "I am the Christ,"

but have no heart.

Let rest be on believers

who deny having a role,

but they've played their part.

Like a stranger in the night,

showers falling from the sky.

The writer shows His face, all glowing.

Then heaven hums a new song.

The lights grow dim, ohh, ohh.

A nation sat on doom's door.

The angels took his sin, ohh, ohh.

So this is it.

It's how it comes to an end.

Clean us out.

Like the floods that rained in.

You're the feet

in the night, but we stand.

So this is it.

It's how it comes to an end.

We'll come.

We'll come.

On the hour that you left us a note.

We're standing firm.

The trumpet sounds.

Then heaven hums a new song.

The lights grow dim, ohh, ohh.

A nation sat on doom's door.

The angels took his sin, ohh, ohh.

Then heaven hums a new song.

The lights grow dim, ohh, ohh.

A nation sat on doom's door.

The angels took his sin, ohh, ohh.