Smith & Dragoman - The Austrian lyrics

"I saw…the Prophets and the Messengers gather and seat themselves around Me, moaning, weeping and loudly lamenting. 'We weep for Thee, O Most Great Mystery, O Tabernacle of Immortality!' They wept with such a weeping that I too wept with them. Thereupon the Concourse on high addressed Me saying: '...Erelong shalt Thou behold with Thine own eyes what no Prophet hath beheld.... Be patient, be patient.'... They continued addressing Me the whole night until the approach of dawn.” (Shoghi Effendi, God Pa**es By, p. 147) Don't accuse me of exaggeration For by the duties of my profession I was witness to abominations You can't comprehend The fanatic is numb and his heart is clouded Inhuman violence to the unprotected My soul revolts against the infamy He smiles and cracks his whip But words cannot describe that scene my friend The crimes that took place in those days Oh the fear of losing control and the greed that blinds the heart The faithful ones so brave until the end Chorus I can't believe the words that I read from his pen So far away and so long ago I can feel the intensity, the weeping of his soul, but I know That when I raise my eyes, there's a brighter sky And I remember the ones who lost their lives His pen describes it in perfect detail No cry escapes from the victim's exhale Torment endured in the darkened silence You can't comprehend The Austrian stands there confounded and helpless Turn to the homeland escaping the darkness Locked in his bedroom he lies there shaking And he must recount his tale But words cannot describe that scene my friend The crimes that took place in those days Oh the fear of losing control and the greed that blinds the heart The faithful ones so brave until the end Chorus