from US Armageddons
Way fallen from their outer belts
we flash beneath the heavens
and hit the ground hard Chain links running
Torched with passion fused with slack
Weave welded threads, dread strands The cunning
underworld has got our back
Ascending drops immortal slime
arisen from the Milky Way
Tomorrow dripping while we climb
Up and coming down today
But everywhere we go with Jesus
Killed with those who preach Shalom
Hear we from the Lord who sees us
farther down the roads of Rome
Ever so, so close to Home..
©2015 Gary Ottoson | Luke 10:18ff.
