O how had it filled the night with broken empty songnHold onnAnd made the night more hideous by their squawking callnHold on, breathless airnThe prairie just a cloud of smoke, horizon turning rednO horror, breathless air, cradled child, dead toonAn avalanche of coals and cinder hurled against my willnHold on, breathless air, lake on fire, land toonnRunning with the river toward salvation in the pondnHold onnFather, do you think that the end is coming near?nO horror, breathless airnGod willed the flames we're fleeing in a panic but we're nearnHold on, breathless child, lake on fire, land toonnHold my arms with broken limbsnThe flames upon them melt with touchnBoat will ground us till we're foundnAnd float beyond the state we're innLight salvation clear my lungsnAnd fill the fields returned and lushnCall the lord to cease his judgmentnOf our human helpless sinnnO how had it filled the night with broken empty songnAlonenStepping on the neighbor that I once had seen as friendnAlone, breathless airnAnd robbing life of dignity to every desperate endnAlone, breathless air, lake on fire, land toonnWalls of fire, all consuming, reaching for me in the wavesnEyes upon burning slowly it's left before me charred remainsnAnd the god who pushed me in has ripped away my earthly fleshnNow I'm bound for his last judgmentnO my lord I must confess