11th Hour

Tell me why
Do we do the things we do
Is it fate guiding you through the maze called life
Is there a choice in the matter
Are we living out some master plan
Is redemption in the cards at the 11th hour

Do you wonder just why
This world is so full of trouble and strife

We have inherited this world in its disarray
And you might tell yourself that you are not enslaved
But you know, as I do, can only guess at what is true
This is a half truth world we've been living through the schisms
Back into the fire for the next baptism
Raise my hands with those who dare
So Babylon you best beware
Babylon you best beware

Do you wonder just why
This world is so full of trouble and strife