Lyrics

Daniel in the lion's den, defending me just like his friends
Refusing idols, singing in the flames.
Nebuchadnezzar couldn't understand the zeal with which these young boys sang.
With joyful noise these boys declared my name.
The boys declared my name.

Courageous family of Maccabees, picking up a little Greek philosophy,
The Jewish Hasmonean Dynasty...
But in the days without a prophecy, political machinery
was all that's left, and they just couldn't see me.
Yeah.

Now in the days without a prophecy
Between the testaments, a history
of zealots and centurions in a rage.
The procurators and caesars' rings
Put false messiahs under puppet kings.
The Roman occupation set the stage.

Philosophy said we had a soul.
The Underworld burned into "Sheol"
for those who don't make it to the bosom of Abraham.
The Pharisees and the Sadducees argued over Moses and eternity.
The Essenes washed, but they just couldn't see me.
Yeah.

Now in the days without a prophecy,
Between the testaments a history
of Zealots and centurions in a rage.
The procurators and caesars' rings
put false messiahs under puppet kings.
The Roman occupation set the stage.

In the days without a prophecy,
Between the testaments a history
of Zealots and centurions in a rage.
The procurators and caesars' rings
put false messiahs under puppet kings.
The Roman occupation set the stage.
The Roman occupation set the stage.
The Roman occupation set the stage...