I could hear the voices shouting in the blackened night,
Feel terror and destruction, on the edge, just out of sight,
It was there just like a vision: evil in it’s zeal,
But the scent of death around me let me know it’s all for real.
Soon the world will see God’s face raging through the sky,
His fiery eyes will find you, so make a choice to live or die.
Seven plagues were now upon us, seven seals were opened wide,
Seven bowls of wrath were poured out; there was no place you could hide,
There was no one left to tell us; the believers disappeared,
All the people in confusion never knew this kind of fear.
Let me tell you this, my friend: the truth is to be known,
Vengeance, death, or victory – the choice is yours, you’re your own,
Like the devil seeks his thrill, to quench his thirst, to be fulfilled,
The prince of death will pay, listen to me.
Soon the world will see God’s face raging through the sky,
His fiery eyes will find you, so make a choice to live or die.
