The Rider

(Rev. 19:11-13)

[Quote Rev. 1:7] “Behold, he is coming with the clouds,
and every eye will see him,
even those who pierced him.
And all the people of the nations
will mourn over him.”

Look up at the sky.
Hear the trumpet blast?
Don’t you want to die?
The world just won’t last.
Seek no rest, want no sleep.
Only hear the people weep.

Look into your heart,
Hear the beating cease.
Time has come apart.
No longer is there peace.
Look no more, see no longer.
Only hear the screams grow stronger.

The rider is coming faithful and true.
Eyes of blazing fire, all things are new.
The rider is coming faithful and true.
Eyes of blazing fire, all things are new.

Look into the pit.
How does blackness feel?
Exercise your wit,
Escape the pain that’s real.
No more hope – don’t ask why.
It’s too late for you to die.

The rider is coming faithful and true.
Eyes of blazing fire, all things are new.
The rider is coming faithful and true.
Eyes of blazing fire, all things are new.