These are the days Marching toward us with vengeance in their eyes These are the days Racing toward us with blood on their teeth and lips
And I can hardly wait to hear that great Trumpet sound pouring down out across the land.
These, these are the days that must happen to you. These, these are the days that must happen to you.
These are the days that must happen to you Bloody times ahead for God's chosen few With our instruments and swords Weapons of war Marching around the city seven times And I can hardly wait to hear that great trumpet sound Pouring down a cross out across the land
So, we approach the end Wwhen God judges man's sin Yeah the time is running thin Let the countdown begin Four Three Two One
Yeah the whole world is gonna shake 'When The Levee Breaks' And it feels the wrath Of God's terrible swift sword
These are the days that must happen to you, The stars are aligned for all God's chosen few. So all you haircut bands Doing headstands Thinking you'll turn the world upside down Put your guitars up over your shoulders A new sort of experience is taking over 'cos we're simply the best band in the whole damn land And 'Texas Is The Reason'.
The city Is ours for the taking. And a host of many More heavenly angels are on their way These are the days