When the Rapture comes...are you sure you will be saved?
Rendezvous with Death
Waiting so patiently hardly at bay
Cannot believe it today is the day
I want it I feel it the chosen is here
Take me away to the land I hold dear
Where are we now? What have we done?
Where you belong, burning in hell for the things that you done
How can this be? We are your sons?
Murder and pillage and hate. Killing each other for what you can take.
Judged convicted of wrong
Done and moved on you’re gone
You made your own bed now you have to lie
Paid for the wrongs you’ve done to man
Suffer by your own hand
You dug your own grave now you have to die
Judged for the lives you took away
Burried, Burried in the sand
You spend your whole life waiting for this day
And when it comes what will you have to say
I’ve been a faithful son so father won’t you let me in
I’ve tried so very hard so very hard not to sin
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