Stars Begin to Fall (feat. Taylor Ho Bynum)

Oh, when you hear the ancients sound

Call the nations underground

And look out onto the land when the stars begin to fall

Oh, what a morning, brother

Oh, what a morning, brother

Oh, what a morning when the stars begin to fall

Oh, what a morning, brother

Oh, what a morning, brother

Oh, what a morning when the stars begin to fall

And when you hear the master groan

As he topples from his throne

Oh, look out onto the land when the stars begin to fall

Oh, what a morning, children

Oh, what a morning, children

Oh, what a morning when the stars begin to fall

Oh, what a morning, children

Oh, what a morning, children

Oh, what a morning when the stars begin to fall

Go down to the seaside

Place one foot on the dry land

Place the other on the sea

Raise your hands to Heaven

The prayer by your Maker

Their time shall be no longer

Go on, blow your trumpet

How, Lamb, shall I blow it?

Blow to seven peals of thunder

Wake the sleeping nations

Then you see the children rising

See the dry bones a-creeping

See the coffins busting

See the warriors rising

See them marching

Can you see the world on fire?

You see the moon a-bleeding

See the stars a-falling

See the elements melting

See the broken madmen

Hear the rumbling thunder

Earth shall reel and totter

Hell shall be uncapped

The dragon shall be loosed

Fare you well, poor children