master say on a certain man, a certain ruler if there is no law there is no bread new gods we have chosen war is to the gate in it's turning it doth tremble woe to earth heaven has dropped it's gates
who is this who comes from Edom dressed in death's red robe in thy stepping out out of the field of Hedon
my beloved is clear and crimson he wear the eagle feather Chief among ten thousand the angel of the Lord stood by
Master say on Master say Master say on Master say
who is this who comes from Edom dressed in death's red robe in thy stepping out the field of heathen in splendor finely clothed