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 all the same
There'll 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
CHORUS
Hear the trumpets hear the pipers
One hundred million angels singing
Multitudes are marching to a big kettle drum
Voices calling and 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
It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks
Till Armageddon no shalam no shalom
Then the father hen will call his chicken's home
The wise man will bow down before the throne
And at his feet they'll 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 a big kettle drum
Voices calling and 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
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 it's name that sat on him was Death
And Hell followed with him.
