The Eschaton Will Not Be Immanentised
You will not be able to hide, brother You will not be able to turn away, tune out, or backslide You will not be able to escape in worldly pleasures And vanish in the void during false prophets' commercials, because The eschaton will not be immanentised The eschaton will not be immanentised
The eschaton will not be brought to you By false idols and golden calves without spiritual interruptions The eschaton will not show you visions of emperors in glory Leading a charge of deceit, corruption, and false righteousness To devour the offerings of the humble and meek The eschaton will not be immanentised
The eschaton will not be brought to you by Babylon's grand theatre And will not star golden icons or false saviours or pagan idols The eschaton will not cleanse you of sin The eschaton will not grant you earthly vanity The eschaton will not make you appear righteous in the eyes of men, because The eschaton will not be immanentised, brother
There will be no visions of you and your kin Hoarding worldly wealth on the dead run Or trying to save your treasures in the final reckoning The heavens will not predict the hour At 8:32 from twenty-nine celestial signs The eschaton will not be immanentised
There will be no visions of the mighty casting down the humble on instant replay There will be no visions of the mighty casting down the humble on instant replay There will be no visions of the false prophets Being cast out of Zion with a new false gospel There will be no slow motion or still lifes of the deceivers Parading through the sacred lands in robes of feigned sanctity That they have been saving for just the proper deception
False entertainments and distractions Will no longer hold any sway And the faithful will not care if the unfaithful Finally see the truth on the morrow Because the righteous will be in the streets seeking divine grace
The eschaton will not be immanentised There will be no highlights in the evening news And no visions of fallen ones And the lost blowing their final breath The hymn will not be written by false bards or carnal minstrels Nor sung by earthly idols, vain singers, or hollow voices The eschaton will not be immanentised
The eschaton will not be right back After a message about earthly powers Earthly dominion, or earthly kings You will not have to fear a serpent in your garden A beast in your heart, or a dragon in your home The eschaton will not go better with gold The eschaton will not cleanse you of your spiritual stains The eschaton will place you at the crossroads of destiny
The eschaton will not be immanentised Will not be immanentised Will not be immanentised Will not be immanentised The eschaton will be no repeat, brothers The eschaton will be divine.
Lyrics by the CPRU. Music generated with Suno.