The Man Comes Around Songtext / Lyric

And I heard, as it were, the noise of thunder

One of the four beasts saying: "Come and see." And I saw

And behold, a white horse



There's a man goin' 'round takin' names

An' he decides who to free and who to blame

Everybody won't be treated all the same

There'll be a golden ladder reaching down

When the man comes around



The hairs on your arm will stand up

At the terror in each sip and in each sup

For you partake of that last offered cup

Or disappear into the potter's ground

When the man comes around



Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers

One hundred million angels singin'

Multitudes are marching to the big kettle drum

Voices callin', voices cryin'

Some are born an' some are dyin'

It's Alpha's and Omega's Kingdom come






And the whirlwind is in the thorn tree

The virgins are all trimming their wicks

The whirlwind is in the thorn tree

It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks



Till Armageddon, no Shalam, no Shalom

Then the father hen will call his chickens home

The wise men will bow down before the throne

And at his feet they'll cast their golden crown

When the man comes around



Whoever is unjust, let him be unjust still

Whoever is righteous, let him be righteous still

Whoever is filthy, let him be filthy still

Listen to the words long written down, When the man comes around



Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers

One hundred million angels singin'

Multitudes are marchin' to the big kettle drum

Voices callin', voices cryin'

Some are born an' some are dyin'

It's Alpha's and Omega's Kingdom come



And the whirlwind is in the thorn tree

The virgins are all trimming their wicks

The whirlwind is in the thorn tree

It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks



In measured hundredweight and penny pound

When the man comes around



And I heard a voice in the midst of the four beasts

And I looked and behold: a pale horse

And his name, that sat on him, was Death

And Hell followed with him