Psallos - hidden reefs (4) Lyrics

And we’d be all right if the wind was in our sails
We’d be all right if the wind was in our sails
We’d be all right if the wind was in our sails
And we’ll all hang on behind
These are hidden reefs creeping beneath the peaceful seas
Far below us, far below us
These are sleeping thieves, waiting to crush and crash and seize
Far below us, far below us
These are wicked feigns, greedily eating the corporate feast
Not far below us, far below us
These teach what they please, tickling ears with poison speech
Not far below us, far below
And did you hear them come? See them stir? Could you face them?
Creeping to corrupt, to pervert God’s grace into
Sex, into lust, deny the words, they disgrace him
Close below us
And did you hear them come? Did you know? Did you notice them
Creeping from below? Long ago, God appointed them
To death! But the boat in the throes will it destroy them?
Right below us
And we’d be all right if the wind was in our sails
We’d be all right if the wind was in our sails
We’d be all right if the wind was in our sails
And we’ll all hang on behind
And we’ll roll the old chariot along
We’ll roll the old chariot along
We’ll roll the old chariot along
And we’ll all hang on be

And we’d be all right if the wind was in our sails
We’d be all right if the wind was in our sails
We’d be all right if the wind was in our sails
And we’ll all hang on behind
These are hidden reefs creeping beneath the peaceful seas
Far below us, far below us
These are sleeping thieves, waiting to crush and crash and seize
Far below us, far below us
These are wicked feigns, greedily eating the corporate feast
Not far below us, far below us
These teach what they please, tickling ears with poison speech
Not far below us, far below
And did you hear them come? See them stir? Could you face them?
Creeping to corrupt, to pervert God’s grace into
Sex, into lust, deny the words, they disgrace him
Close below us
And did you hear them come? Did you know? Did you notice them
Creeping from below? Long ago, God appointed them
To death! But the boat in the throes will it destroy them?
Right below us
And we’d be all right if the wind was in our sails
We’d be all right if the wind was in our sails
We’d be all right if the wind was in our sails
And we’ll all hang on behind
And we’ll roll the old chariot along
We’ll roll the old chariot along
We’ll roll the old chariot along
And we’ll all hang on be