Sinful tears I shed
For the words of the holy I read
With sinful hands I touched
The book of the holy light.
Sinful lies I told
Freezing my righteous ways
And my heart turned cold.
With sinful eyes I see
The knowledge of good and evil
The Wonderful forbidden tree.
Deep down I know
It is time to enforce the law.
An Angel flies past
And hands me a scroll
"What is it?"I ask
"The end of time,"so I'm told.
Then I hear thunder
Clapping for the dancing clouds
And I see lightning flash
With soft and mysterious sounds.
I hear the rustling of leaves
Shivering, pleading
Wanting to live.
I see the graves open
And out walks the dead
Dried flesh and bones all rotten
Time to lie on the beds they made.
Time for the judgement read
In heaven or hell they shall wade
On the pathway they chose to take
And the life they chose to create
Living with no regrets.
I see on the mountain top
Great chariots standing higher
The people terrified,lost their hope
As the horses' mouth drooled fire.
To run and hide
The sinful tried
Their strength run dry
When arose the great battle cry.
Fear eluded in the eyes of the beholders
Joyful tears streamed down the faces of the righteous.
Arising, are the souls of the forgotten
And the son's wrath befalls the unforgiven.
Dressed in white
He would sit on the throne
Dressed in light
He would judge the right and the wrong.
"Have mercy on us!"
They would scream.
He would put them under a curse
And make them live in a horrifying dream.
"You had a chance"He would say.
"Song of death ,you shall dance.
I want my people back
And time for debtors to pay."
And their screams drowned in hell
The end of their chapter didn't end so well
Hear the sound of the righteous bell
Before your soul gives a farewell.
The Tale of the Judgement day I tell.
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