Finally I’ve made it…
The last weeks have been very hard with all what is going on in the world and the spiritual pressure. And then record such a song.
But I felt a strong urge to get it done before Pessach – and it is here!
However, since several years I have this song on my heart to address something that is wicked beyond description.
Also since years I hope and pray and cry out to the Father in Heaven to do something against it. The lyrics catch only some tiny fragments of that subject that actually can’t be put into words.
The style of the song might be a bit unusual – but so the subject.
To make a long story short – I ended up with 4 parts and all will be listed below one after the other.
The Lyrics are at the bottom, if you like to follow.
Only Part 2 and 3 contains lyrics, 1 and 4 are instrumental
You may not get the depth if you listen to the suite with laptop speakers or on the phone, though many people are doing this.
I would recommend at least decent PC speakers or headphones!
The Suite for the Innocent is (as all other songs) available on this website only in a fairly low quality.
I try to find a way to include it in my Pond 5 arsenal – in case you want to purchase it in highest audio quality.
Yet the limit for Audio on Pond 5 is 10 minutes – and Part 2 is simply above that…
Let’s see if I can find a way around…
Hymn of Triumph
Hymn of Triumph
Fugue for Eternity
Fugue for Eternity
Innocent blood cries from the ground and rises up to Heaven
Since Cain slew his good brother right up to this very day
God’s good Earth now bears the curse of this Satanic leaven
It’s blood soaked soil reveals the wickedness of human ways
Moloch’s endless thirst requires these blood sacrifices
His servants legislate them now and fill the tiny tombs
Insuring pleasure’s freedom and the license for destruction
Of all the sacred seed there planted deep in mother’s wombs
Heaven’s tears are flowing with the cries of unborn babies
Streaming into rivers into oceans of deep grief
So the Days of Noah multiply our wicked cravings
As the stench of sin arises up with no relief
Nothing new under the sun as every age gives witness
Unborn infants drowned in their own blood won’t see that light
Generations countless whose becoming simply stolen
In one agonizing moment one relentless night
Still the Father spoke “I knew you long before conception”
Even as dark voices shrieked to nullify your life
I have heard your silent cries from wombs without protection
Watched as evil hands dismembered you with merciless knife
Sacrifice of children happening also now “post partum”
Blood and hormones freely flowing for a thirsty mob
Private islands buried bunkers infants toddlers stolen
Parents weeping never sleeping asking where was God
Every second somewhere in the world another child is
Raped, abused, aborted, slaughtered, sacrificed consumed
Secreted out from their homes to places which are hidden
Holes of Hell deep underground become their desperate wombs
Dark money paying for pizza hot dogs and perversion
Power players movie stars are gathering for the “sauce”
Things so disgusting maybe no one would believe them
Wretched children suffering incalculable loss
Media promoting and obscuring human traffic
Famous faces entertaining everything corrupt
Teens toddlers babies are the victims of this magic
All behind the scenes for those who never have enough
Inside out the world is turning how can it have happened
Good has turned to evil evil now becoming good
History careening to a close while God seems silent
How much longer O my God your judgment you withhold
Police enforcing laws now against every truth teller
While politicians in dark suits commit the darkest crimes
Fomenting war and chaos and controlling all the weather
Yet not a single breath is heard about the children’s cries
Righteous Noah warned about the rain that would be coming
Not for small transgressions but the world was soaked in sin
Jesus warned us to remember Sodom and Gomorrah
Just before the end when He’d be coming back again
Holy hearts in every part of Earth are daily breaking
Joining with my own and every drop of innocent blood
Crying Lord Yeshua how much longer are you taking
To come for all your children….and rescue them….for good
For theirs is Your great Kingdom purchased by Your Holy blood
Soon and very soon the time when wicked men no more
May e’er torment oppress or vex the righteous or the poor
The mighty hand of Adonai His outstretched arm that day
Will snatch us from the gates of Hell and carry us away
For tyranny of evil men no place is found in Heaven
Beauty for ashes joy for mourning there we will be given
Before Yeshua’s throne the King of Kings we all shall kneel
And no more suffering no more pain forever we will feel
With every tear wiped clean away from every loving eye
Bathed in the ocean of His love we’ll sing to God Most High
So Soon and very soon like birds we’re flying home to glory
And free at last from this dark past we’ll start another story