Numbers don't exist in the world to come
We find ourselves looking into empty mirrors
He looks with saddened eyes upon His children
Remove the scales from our eyes
Your machinery holds no power
In this battle of darkness and gore
Only with the Spirit of God am I indestructible
What a transformation, what a transformation

True strength lies in the heart of my Father
Oh Lord that one man may destroy an army
True strength is beautiful
Like Samson and the Philistines:

"With the jawbone of an ass
I piled them in a heap
With the jawbone of an ass
I have slain a thousand men"