'A column of smoke And a pillar of fire' A column of smoke and a pillar of fire Distraught souls celebrating their death You look upon the face of night As though it were an evil sight And struggle on towards the light Though darkness is the truer way And never really goes away But hides behind the mask of day The shadows of your soul Are crying out to you Though you never hear their call Afraid of being free Your fearful spirit tears Like a parting of the sea And all the waters of the flood Could not quench my thirst For there'll be no revelation, No judgement, no rebirth The only thing I understood As prophets clamoured From a crumbling church: 'The rocks shall fall from the mountains And a fountain shall spring from the earth' Sacred, sacred, bellow louder Volume rising, seeking power Strike down fear, release the beast Upon whose table we shall feast A column of smoke and a pillar of fire Hear the holy choral choir A column of smoke and a pillar of fire Seize those agonizing criers Freed upon these desert plains We, who celebrate all days Join us in our journey's plight Out upon eternal night