Run come, rally, rally,
Run come, rally, rally, round Jehovia's throne.
The sun shall be darkened,
And the moon shall be turned into blood,
One of these days.
So run away, come away,
From the land of the sinking sand.
Run away, come away,
From the land of, Sodom and Gomorrah.
The hotter the battle will be sweeter,
Jah victory, Jah victory!
The hotter the battle will be sweeter,
Jah victory, Jah victory!
So run away, come away,
From the land of the sinking sand.
Yes! Run away, come away,
From the land of, Sodom and Gomorrah.
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