There will be a day
When the whole world will tremble
The whole world will fear
And flow with blood filled tears
Valleys will run red
Because the world turned away from you
You gave the world every chance
But we won't bow to you
You will send your two prophets who will be persecuted
Beaten and scorned
Through your chastisement
Your grace will run evermore
On that day chances will run out
You will come riding in from the sky
Your armies will make this world tremble
As it assembles
On that last battle
This world will fire every destructive force upon you
They will mean nothing
Not even touching your glorious robes
Everything this world has to fight
Will fall
Like a child trying to **** a mountain
This world will have been given every chance
Every grace of salvation
But when that day comes
You will finally release your righteous fury
And this world will fall
Sin must one day end
You love the souls of this world
You died for us
You give every warning
Every grace
Every possible chance to tell us of your coming day
You will take your children home
But those that refused you
Will be lost
In that last battle