The Fullness Of His Coming (Lane Anita)

His boots are snapping twigs He's got big boots on I can hear the earth he's crushing He's got big boots on It's the fullness of his coming Splitting up the concrete The earth quakes Splitting up the concrete The earth quakes and waits I lifted up God's dress Punched him and got in I lifted up God's tiny dress And punched him again He's stomping down He's breaking down He's breaking down Berlin's back fence Oh how I fall Oh how full It's the fullness of his coming And he's only coming for me