Damascus Video (MV)

On the road to Damascus
Bearing what I considered good news
Something knocked off my glasses
Thought I was blinded by the light of some new truth

We'd do whatever you asked us
If you didn't feel the need to speak in code
I heard the river flow past us
Decided then I would follow where it flowed

Something divinely inspired
In the bumbling hands of a minor prophet
Your word sent over a wire
The sharpest edge of your sword was softened

Someday we all may grow tired
Of a holy covenant, old and arkless
I saw a pillar of fire
Turned around and walked into darkness

You're scared of dying
You're scared of dying
You'll wake up somewhere down the line

You're scared of dying
You're scared of dying
You'll wash up somewhere down the line

I'm not scared of dying, but Lord, I'm trying
To keep eternity in mind