Not unaware

Jesus is coming soon Will you my friend be there Cherubim Seraphim The mighty bell The mighty bell Is soon about to ring Identity is lost The worship face is blurred The Prince of medes and sedes Are here on earth with death Holy God Holy one Holy God Holy one The spirits of the dead are crying for the end to come Not unaware Not unaware Not unaware Not unaware When the saints will come again Lord not unaware When the saints will come again Lord not unaware Holy one Holy God Holy immortal one Have mercy on us And on the whole world A time to live A time to rest That men may see No time is left My prayer everyday by day Is lord not unaware Trumpets of the seven angels made ready to blow The earth in terror still and grieving Plagues are all the way Then I saw a mighty angel Wrapped with scroll in hand A sickle for the harvest And so loud a voice he called Cherubim Seraphim The mighty bell The mighty bell Is soon about to ring No more delay No more delay Mend your way No more delay If you are willing Then the time has come to make your choice Never ever make mistake for your eternity Holy God Holy one Holy God Holy one The spirits of the dead are crying for the end to come Not unaware Not unaware Not unaware Not unaware When the saints will come again Lord not unaware When the saints will come again Lord not unaware