Lost

Blood of truth, a promise made
A crown of thorns, the price is paid
The word as God, the word made flesh
His only son rose from the dead

No sins to confess, a blameless man
Bound to the cross by feet and hands
Seals are broken, trumpet's sound
The bowels of wrath are pouring out

Repent!
Don't fight it!
Lost!

Time is short, but stoll you wait
He knocks at the door, you turn away
He's waiting there for you to see
The truth he houlds will set you free