Stone Street shook beneath his feet, the city closed its eyes King sat high in guarded halls while smoke climbed in the skies Priests in robes turned cold as iron, crowds began to shout Every voice said turn around, but he kept walking out Through the market, through the gate Through the pressure and the shame He carried what they hated And he spoke it just the same He warned a nation He did not stop Stone under his feet And fire in his walk They pushed him lower They cursed his name But the word kept burning Like a holy flame He warned the nation, he did not run Jeremiah kept walking Till the warning was done They wanted peace without repentance Comfort without truth They built their walls, they raised their hands And mocked the voice of proof He saw the fire before it fell He saw the gates break wide But mercy still was calling out before the ruin arrived Through the anger, through the stones, through the city's rise and roar He would not trade the word of God for the safety of the door He warned a nation, he did not stop Stone under his feet and fire in his walk They pushed him lower, they cursed his name But the word kept burning like a holy flame He warned a nation, he did not run Jeremiah kept walking Till the warning was done They wanted silence, he carried sound They wanted comfort, he shook the ground They called him trouble, they called him shame But heaven had already written judgment in the flame He warned the nation, he did not stop Stone under his feet and fire in his walk They pushed him lower, they cursed his name But the word kept burning like a holy flame He warned a nation, he did not run Jeremiah kept walking Till the warning was done The city would not listen But the prophet still walked