🎵 "Millstone Sky" by sheryl clyde/thunderbird

[Verse 1 – The Digital Abyss] There’s poison in the signal, smoke behind the screen, Whispers in the wire, coding sins unseen. Every scroll a serpent, every click a snare, And the watchdogs sold their badges, like they never even cared. They flood the net with shadows, twisted hunger, AI lust, But what they call “progress,” Heaven names “disgust.” And little ones—defiled—while the world just looks away, The servers hum like demons who forgot how to pray. [Chorus – Millstone Sky] 🎶 Oh, the sky holds millstones, and they're starting to fall, Woe to the wolves in the chatrooms, behind digital walls. You made the web a graveyard—you fed the Beast its feast, But Jesus rides with thunder, and your kingdom will cease. You built the Devil’s playground, but it won't survive the flame— He’s coming for the cowards who kill in God’s name. 🎶 ✝️ Matthew 18:6 – “But whoever causes one of these little ones who believe in Me to sin…” “…it would be better if a millstone were hung around his neck, and he were drowned in the depth of the sea.” [Verse 2 – Babylon Wires] Babylon's not a tower now—it’s fiber-optic threads, It’s clickbait crowns for tyrants, lies wrapped in homestead meds. The Beast is building faster, its ugly head now shown, Its priests wear code and power suits, and sit on stolen thrones. They cripple law with “freedom,” they gut the shields of light, They claim the name of justice—then vanish into night. But truth was never trending, and heaven’s not for sale, The Son of Man is watching. And the seals are going pale. [Bridge – Rise and Roar] So rise up, all you watchers, you wounded prophets, cry! Don’t wait to be the silence that watched the children die. Be brave, do not fear tyrants, or mobs with poisoned breath— Fear the God who holds both soul and flesh in death. [Chorus – Millstone Sky (Reprise)] 🎶 Oh, the sky holds millstones, and they’re starting to fall, Woe to those who bought the dark and broke the sacred law. Your shadow scripts will shatter, your secrets won’t stay deep, The Lamb will break your kingdom like He breaks the seven seals. You built the Devil’s playground, but it’s sinking in the tide— And Jesus comes with fire in His eyes. 🎶 [Outro – The Right Time] So hold the line, O remnant, the fight is nearly done, The trumpet’s warming in the mouth of God’s own Son. He’ll burn down Babylon, and cast the Beast in flame— And write His justice in every forgotten name.