These are the days
Marching toward us with vengeance in their eyes
These are the days
Racing toward us with blood on their teeth and lips
And I can hardly wait to hear that great
Trumpet sound pouring down out across the land.
These, these are the days that must happen to you.
These, these are the days that must happen to you.
These are the days that must happen to you
Bloody times ahead for God's chosen few
With our instruments and swords
Weapons of war
Marching around the city seven times
And I can hardly wait to hear that great trumpet sound
Pouring down a cross out across the land
So, we approach the end
Wwhen God judges man's sin
Yeah the time is running thin
Let the countdown begin
Four
Three
Two
One
Yeah the whole world is gonna shake
'When The Levee Breaks'
And it feels the wrath
Of God's terrible swift sword
These are the days that must happen to you,
The stars are aligned for all God's chosen few.
So all you haircut bands
Doing headstands
Thinking you'll turn the world upside down
Put your guitars up over your shoulders
A new sort of experience is taking over
'cos we're simply the best band in the whole damn land
And 'Texas Is The Reason'.
The city
Is ours for the taking.
And a host of many
More heavenly angels are on their way
These are the days