Broad is the road for the wicked to die.
Narrow is the road for the rights to survive.
But I know Jah will save the innocent,
From this ya yoke of poisoned men.
'Cause I heard Jah say, things of Armageddon.
Yes I heard Jah, save I from the Romans.
And they're wages, shall mean death.
And they're rulers, they're rulers!
Here I stand, the foot of Mount Zion.
Oversee this world of Babylonians.
Here I stand, the foot of the way.
144,000, saved!
Oh Jah, save them from wicked men.
Let he who seeks evil find death.
But I could never run a run away,
And leave the people confused and misled.
'Cause I heard Jah say, things of Armageddon.
Yes I heard Jah, save I from the Romans.
And they're wages, shall mean death.
And they're rulers, they're rulers!
Here I stand, the foot of Mount Zion.
Oversee this world of Babylonians.
Here I stand, the foot of the way.
144,000, saved!
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