It's Time.

It's time to open up your door
Stop hiding in your special place
For you have chosen to rebel
And leave the safety of His face
Just like a coal that's fallen free
You're growing cold, your embers grey
Leap back into that roaring fire
As though you've never been away.

You know that He's the only path
To happiness and self control
Relaxing in the arms of death
Will quickly desecrate your soul
So rise up from your worldly bed
No sense in hanging round the one
Who's future is consigned to hell
Come back to your friend, The Son.