Through the Smoke of Epic Fury

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[Verse 1]
The desert sky is burning red, the iron eagles fly
Operation Epic Fury screams across the midnight sky
They’ve mapped the coordinates and they’ve fueled the fires of war
But they’ve forgotten every word that came from Heaven’s door
From the mountains of Tehran to the streets of Tel Aviv
They weave a web of vengeance that no spirit can believe
You claim the right of conquest, you claim the right of might
But you’re walking in the darkness while you’re crying for the light
[Chorus]
Oh, you build your towers high and you sharpen every blade
But you’ve trampled on the statutes that the Holy Finger made
From the Five Books of the Spirit, from the ancient holy tongue
You’re singing songs of slaughter that should never have been sung
No foundation for the fire, no blessing for the flood
You’ve traded in the Covenant for a sea of brother’s blood
[Verse 2]
In the books of Moses written, where the Law was set in stone
It said "Thou shalt not kill" and left the vengeance to the Throne
But you’ve cast away the Pentateuch to satisfy the pride
With the King of Glory truth forgotten and the Mercy pushed aside
You say you strike for safety, you say you strike for peace
But the scales of God are heavy and the woes shall never cease
Where is the city of the refuge? Where is the Year of Jubilee?
You’ve chained yourselves to hatred when the Truth would make you free
[Bridge]
(Slow, rhythmic chanting in the background)
The thunder isn’t glory, it’s a cry from deep within
For a nation lost in anger and a world consumed by sin
You can’t find a single chapter, you can’t find a single verse
To justify this madness or to lift this heavy curse
The dust of Sinai settles on the wreckage of the day
While the leaders of the nations throw the Royal Law away
[Chorus]
Oh, you build your towers high and you sharpen every blade
But you’ve trampled on the statutes that the Holy Finger made
From the Five Books of the Spirit, from the ancient holy tongue
You’re singing songs of slaughter that should never have been sung
No foundation for the fire, no blessing for the flood
You’ve traded in the Covenant for a sea of brother’s blood
[Outro]
(Music strips back to a single low cello note)
Operation Epic Fury, a name of pride and gall
But the higher that you fly the more bitter is the fall
Lay down the leaden trumpet, pick up the Holy Page
And find the path of wisdom in this dark and dying age
(Spoken with echoing authority)
The Law is still the Law
The Word is still the Word
And every drop of blood shall have its reckoning heard
For the King of Glory sits upon the Judgment Seat
And every king of earth shall lay his crown beneath His feet

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[Verse 1] The desert sky is burning red, the iron eagles fly Operation Epic Fury screams across the midnight sky They’ve mapped the coordinates and they’ve fueled the fires of war But they’ve forgotten every word that came from Heaven’s door From the mountains of Tehran to the streets of Tel Aviv They weave a web of vengeance that no spirit can believe You claim the right of conquest, you claim the right of might But you’re walking in the darkness while you’re crying for the light [Chorus] Oh, you build your towers high and you sharpen every blade But you’ve trampled on the statutes that the Holy Finger made From the Five Books of the Spirit, from the ancient holy tongue You’re singing songs of slaughter that should never have been sung No foundation for the fire, no blessing for the flood You’ve traded in the Covenant for a sea of brother’s blood [Verse 2] In the books of Moses written, where the Law was set in stone It said "Thou shalt not kill" and left the vengeance to the Throne But you’ve cast away the Pentateuch to satisfy the pride With the King of Glory truth forgotten and the Mercy pushed aside You say you strike for safety, you say you strike for peace But the scales of God are heavy and the woes shall never cease Where is the city of the refuge? Where is the Year of Jubilee? You’ve chained yourselves to hatred when the Truth would make you free [Bridge] (Slow, rhythmic chanting in the background) The thunder isn’t glory, it’s a cry from deep within For a nation lost in anger and a world consumed by sin You can’t find a single chapter, you can’t find a single verse To justify this madness or to lift this heavy curse The dust of Sinai settles on the wreckage of the day While the leaders of the nations throw the Royal Law away [Chorus] Oh, you build your towers high and you sharpen every blade But you’ve trampled on the statutes that the Holy Finger made From the Five Books of the Spirit, from the ancient holy tongue You’re singing songs of slaughter that should never have been sung No foundation for the fire, no blessing for the flood You’ve traded in the Covenant for a sea of brother’s blood [Outro] (Music strips back to a single low cello note) Operation Epic Fury, a name of pride and gall But the higher that you fly the more bitter is the fall Lay down the leaden trumpet, pick up the Holy Page And find the path of wisdom in this dark and dying age (Spoken with echoing authority) The Law is still the Law The Word is still the Word And every drop of blood shall have its reckoning heard For the King of Glory sits upon the Judgment Seat And every king of earth shall lay his crown beneath His feet

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