[Intro]
In visions carved of fire and frost, I hear the Lord’s decree.
A timeline stretched through ages, sealed by prophecy.
[Verse 1]
Beasts rise from the shadows, foretelling days of sorrow,
Then voices from the heavens, declaring what tomorrow will borrow.
457 BC etches on the scroll, Jerusalem under the weight,
The anointed One approached the gates, yet mercy tempered fate.
[Pre-Chorus]
But tolling bells of judgment wake the holy place,
A cleansing in the sanctuary, the true and living face.
[Chorus]
Two millennia and more, the counting does not end,
2300 years before the dawn of the King’s return, my friend.
Fulfillment waits in silent timing, beyond the cries and stones,
When Lamb’s blood seals the covenant and reigns supremely on thrones.
[Verse 2]
Heavenly voices echo, naming days that melt like dew,
Prophetic witnesses gather, keeper of the sacred view.
The sanctuary’s curtain trembles, dust of ages sweeps the floor,
Yet the coming King draws nearer, faithful forevermore.
[Pre-Chorus]
In the scroll’s bright margin, the future bears His name,
A timeline measured by heaven, not by flesh nor fame.
[Chorus]
Two millennia and more, the counting does not end,
2300 years before the dawn of the King’s return, my friend.
Fulfillment waits in silent timing, beyond the cries and stones,
When Lamb’s blood seals the covenant and reigns supremely on thrones.
[Bridge]
Daniel’s visions, beasts and wings, a pattern through the ages,
A trumpet calls the dawn of justice, through the heavenly stages.
The cleansing of the sanctuary, the throne of mercy bright,
Till the day when the Majesty descends and makes all things right.
[Verse 3]
Long timeline hums with patience, yet urgency remains,
The ancient march of kingdoms folds into holy plains.
Jerusalem remembers, yet looks toward a dawn so keen,
When the King of glory stands, and all things shall be seen.
[Chorus]
Two millennia and more, the counting does not end,
2300 years before the dawn of the King’s return, my friend.
Fulfillment waits in silent timing, beyond the cries and stones,
When Lamb’s blood seals the covenant and reigns supremely on thrones.
[Outro]
So heed the whispers, keep watch by the temple’s light,
In the timeline’s hush, the hour comes into sight.
Beasts and voices fade before the Lamb and throne,
And judgment crowns the faithful, and ends the long, behold-
The vision’s breath—fulfillment near, the long appointed King at home.
