'A column of smoke
And a pillar of fire'
A column of smoke and a pillar of fire
Distraught souls celebrating their death
You look upon the face of night
As though it were an evil sight
And struggle on towards the light
Though darkness is the truer way
And never really goes away
But hides behind the mask of day
The shadows of your soul
Are crying out to you
Though you never hear their call
Afraid of being free
Your fearful spirit tears
Like a parting of the sea
And all the waters of the flood
Could not quench my thirst
For there'll be no revelation,
No judgement, no rebirth
The only thing I understood
As prophets clamoured
From a crumbling church:
'The rocks shall fall from the mountains
And a fountain shall spring from the earth'
Sacred, sacred, bellow louder
Volume rising, seeking power
Strike down fear, release the beast
Upon whose table we shall feast
A column of smoke and a pillar of fire
Hear the holy choral choir
A column of smoke and a pillar of fire
Seize those agonizing criers
Freed upon these desert plains
We, who celebrate all days
Join us in our journey's plight
Out upon eternal night
