And I heard as it were the noise of thunder One of the four beasts saying, Come and see, And I saw and behold a white horse Theres a man going around taking names And he decides who to free and who to blame Everybody wont be treated all the same There will be a golden ladder reaching down When the man comes around The hairs on your arm will stand up At the terror in each sip and in each sup Will you partake of that last offered cup Or disappear into the potters ground? When the man comes around Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers One hundred million angels singing Multitudes are marching to the big kettledrum Voices calling, voices crying Some are born and some are dying Its Alpha and Omegas kingdom come And the whirlwind is in the thorn trees The virgins are all trimming their wicks The whirlwind is in the thorn trees Its hard for thee to kick against the pricks Till Armageddon, no salaam, no shalom Then the father hen will call his chickens home The wise man will bow down before the throne And at his feet they will cast their golden crowns When the man comes around Whoever is unjust let him be unjust still Whoever is righteous let him be righteous still Whoever is filthy let him be filthy still Listen to the words long written down When the man comes around Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers One hundred million angels singing Multitudes are marching to the big kettledrum Voices calling, voices crying Some are born and some are dying Its Alpha and Omegas kingdom come And the whirlwind is in the thorn trees The virgins are all trimming their wicks The whirlwind is in the thorn trees Its hard for thee to kick against the pricks In measured hundred weight and penny pound When the man comes around And I heard a voice in the midst of the four beasts And I looked and behold, a pale horse And his name that sat on it was Death And Hell followed with him ~Johnny Cash youtube/watch?v=_GgKpRM0zBs
Posted on: Fri, 15 Aug 2014 06:37:32 +0000
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