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The Man Comes Around - Adam Tas
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
There's a man
Going around taking names
And he decides who to free
And who to blame
Every body won't be treated
Quite 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 each sup
Will you partake
Of that last offered cup
Or disappear into the potter's ground
When the man comes around
Hear the trumpets hear the pipers
One hundred million angels singing
Multitudes are marching
To a big kettledrum
Voices calling and voices crying
Some are born and some are dying
It's 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
It's hard for thee to kick
Against the pricks
Till Armageddon
No shalom no shalom
Then the father hen
Will call his chicken's home
The wise man will bow down
Before the thorn
And at his feet
They will cast the 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
It's Alpha and Omega's kingdom come
And the whirlwind is in the thorn trees
The virgins are all trimming their wicks
The whirlwind is in the thorn trees
It's 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
