Moses and the Lamb

Well the hour has come
 And the judgment has begun
 Courtesans on the thrones that have been cast down
 And when those books are read
 And the sanctuary cleansed
 Then the lord shall put on his kingly robe and crown
 And the saints will be singing that song
 Of Moses and the lamb
 I see the savior coming
 With a sickle in his right hand
 Saying let the holy be holy now
 And the clothes of the Jesuit out
 Saints will be singing that song
 Of Moses and the lamb
 Well I heard a cry
 Echo through that midnight sky
 Out of his judgment has now come
 "Come out" they say
 Lest he's sharing all her fates
 Don't be drunken with the wine of Babylon
 Saints will be singing that song
 Of Moses and the lamb
 I see the savior coming with a sickle in his right hand
 Well the wicked gonna wail and weep
 When he thrusts in the sickle to reap
 Saints will be singing that song
 Of Moses and the lamb
 All that dirty gold
 That my ragged purse can hold
 Ain't enough to save my sorry soul
 There's a heavy price
 It takes a perfect sacrifice
 For the keys to the city whose streets are made of gold
 Saints will be singing that song
 Of Moses and the lamb
 I see the savior coming with a sickle in his right hand
 Well the wicked gonna wail and weep
 When he thrusts in that sickle to reap
 Saints will be singing that song
 Of Moses and the lamb
 Well the lord himself
 From heaven shall descend
 And the shout of an angel will bring him
 When the trumpet sounds
 Then the whole earth shall resound
 And we shall see the glory of our king
 We're gonna be singing that song
 Of Moses and the lamb
 When the savior comes with a sickle in his right hand
 Well the wicked gonna wail and weep
 When he thrusts in that sickle to reap
 Saints will be singing that song
 Of Moses and the lamb
 Didn't cry, shall rein
 I'm corrupted by their graves
 And we blew our ears to remain
 Shall be caught up there
 Meet our savior in the air
 And so shall we ever be without lord and king
 All night see a glass
 Where the saints shall stand and laugh
 Here the presence of our king
 And we won a call
 Sing praises to the lord
 With a chorus of angels
 And we will sing that song
 Of Moses and the lamb
 With the fall of the throne on the sea of glass we stand
 Will the righteous be righteous then
 When we meet on Zion's hill
 Saints will be singing that song
 Of Moses and the lamb
 Staying true and righteous on the way
 You are worthy of our praise
 The saints will be singing that song
 Of Moses and the lamb
 I see the savior coming with a sickle in his right hand
 Well the wicked gonna wail and weep
 When he thrusts in that sickle to reap
 Saints will be singing that song
 Of Moses and the lamb