World Stands Still

Scrambling hands reaching out to midnight A face that watches a war A trick of the sand, check the dimmer twilight As darkness starts to fall So hold your candles high Cause the hours late and the world stands still The hand of God is here You whisper a song filled with words that kill And now you shed your tear Hold your tongue Kills the lands in the days before us Awoken once again Respected dim causes gaze towards us This broken world of men So hold your vigils now Cause the hours late and the world stands still The hand of God is here You whisper a song filled with words that kill And now you shed your tear Hold your tongue The hours late and the world stands still The hand of God is here You whisper a song filled with words that kill And now you shed your tear Cause the hours late and the world stands still The hand of God is here You whisper a song filled with words that kill And now you shed your tear Cause the hours late and the world stands still The hand of God is here You whisper a song filled with words that kill And now you shed your tear Hold your tongue