The night is coming slowly
And if you read between the lines
Could it be the days of men are numbered
You know that we are living in troubled times

What are we doing now - On what do we stand
Things are out of hand

We are told that things are changing
And we should keep up with the times
Dont you know the truth is what you make it
Make it - its a 21st century lie

What are we doing now - On what do we stand
Things are out of hand

To all the makers of our freedom
I think your house is built on sand
And whenever things start to go wrong
You blame the one you first ignored

Here is truth with grace beside each other
Here is life here is light
Here is the fuel for my fire
Here is my liberator come to stir my fight

What am I doing now - On what do I stand
You know that things are out of hand