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I can hear a train a-comin'

I hear the ground beneath my feet

This is not speculation, this is my bones growing weak.

The sound of angels screaming

The drums are marching off to war

This is not speculation, please do not televise The King.

It's like a fire coming down

We got it, We got it now.

Burn it up, burn it red

We got it, We got it.

It's like the rising of the sun

We got it, We got it now.

Turn it up, breath it in

Full redemption.

Clap your hands for breathing

Feel your heart begin to beat

This is our desperation, this is the deep calling deep.

You cannot keep us silent

We are the prisoner set free

This is our desperation, we are the service of The King.

All aboard. I hear, hear a train. Do you hear it?