Burt Bacharach Follow

And looked out upon an endless sea of ice
At first the only sound was of burning torches
But another sound was rising

That of thousands of souls groaning in bitter agony
Trapped just below the surface
And awakened by the presence of fire
The sound of the souls crying out for rebirth continued to grow

It became deafening
And caused all of the men there to fall on their knees
They drove their torches into the ground
And watched as the ice began to melt away

The enemies grasp was broken by the power of fire
And a great multitude of souls were reclaimed from the ice
But there were many others that did not respond
To the presence of fire, they remained frozen
Enslaved in darkness forever

When the mountains crumble into the sea
When the stars fall from the heavens and scorch the earth
Then every knee will bow before the flame
And every tongue will confess that Jesus Christ is Lord
Forever

And looked out upon an endless sea of ice
At first the only sound was of burning torches