Eas', wes', north and south
Murmurs and rumours of war
Fret not thyself, my brother
For these things must come to pass and I say
Oh, wicked man, where you gonna run?
You can't hide on the Judgement day
Wicked man, where you gonna run?
You can't hide on the Judgement day
(..)
Workers of inequities they shall fade away
For they shall be rallied on the Judgement day, Lord
So foolish and corrupted are they, they no longer know the truth
Father, forgive them, yes I say
For they know not what they are doin', but I say
Oh, wicked man, where you gonna run?
You can't hide on the Judgement day
Wicked man, where you gonna run?
You can't hide on the Judgement day
(..)
Eas', wes', north and south
Murmurs and rumours of war
Fret not thyself, my brother
For these things must come to pass and I say
Oh, wicked man, where you gonna run?
You can't hide on the Judgement day
Wicked man, where you gonna run?
You can't hide on the Judgement day
We say all over the world there is war
Fret not thyself, my brother
These things must come to pass
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