The Man Comes Around

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 going around taking names
 And he decides who to free and who to blame
 Everybody won't be treated all the same
 There will 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
 Will 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 singing
 Multitudes are marching to the big kettledrum
 Voices calling, voices crying
 Some are born and some are dying
 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
 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 singing
 Multitudes are marching to the big kettledrum
 Voices calling, voices crying
 Some are born and some are dying
 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
 When the man comes around
 The virgins are all trimming their wicks
 When the man comes around