Testo Look Up, Look Up

Look up, look up, the lamb shall lead the way Look up, look up, the dogs behowl the day And they shall bite, full bellied in their spite What care have they to take the lamb away? Look up, look up, the hand divides the gloom Look up, look up, the prophet or the doom And should he die on whose word can we rely? The truth to see death or eternity Look up, look up, the shepherd takes his place Look up, look up, a mother hides her face And when we die will there be friends to cry? What hope have they who turn their heads away?