Armageddon (Remix) ft. Killah Priest Lyrics

Temple of the tabernacle

Of the testimony

Opened in heaven

Gathered them

Together to a place

Called Armageddon

Mount Meggido

Voice saying seven

Angels go your way

Seven golden

Vials seven

Last plagues

Immortal calibration

Fallen fallen babylon

She made the nations all

Drink wine

Of the wrath

Of her fornication

Upon the Earth

The first vial

Poured by the first angel

Fell a noisome

Grievous sore

Upon men

And upon them

Worship the beast

His image and

Recieve his mark

In his forehead

Or in his hand

Tormented in

The presence of the lamb

Behold a white cloud

Upon one sat like unto

The son of man

Gold crown on his head

Sharp sickle in his hand

Harvest of Earth is ripe

Time is come for thee to reap

Second angel

Poured his vial on the sea

Every living soul in it died

Third angel

Poured out his vial

Upon the rivers

Waters blood

Fourth angel

Poured his vial out

Upon the sun

Scorching men with fire

Unto him power given

Fifth angel

Poured out his vial upon

The seat of the beast

Kings of the east

That prepared the way

Of might be

Sixth angel

Poured his vial

Dried the Euphrates

Seventh angel

Poured his vial upon the air

After lightning come thunder

Earthquakes great hail

Fell upon men

Every stone about

The weight of a talent

Men blasphemed

Ten horns are ten kings

No kingdom

Power received

One hour with the beast

These make war with the lamb

Lord of lords

King of kings

Redeemed before the throne

New song we sing

Featherbone

DTM and...

Killah Priest

War of Armageddon

Honor and peasants

Those guarded with weapons

Either conquered or protected

The beast will be beheaded

The statues stand naked

The dead is unrested

No need for paramedics

Hell fire

Pair of pliers

For barbed wire

Jail writers

Nail biters

Failed messiahs

Jeremiah fourteen

Verse thirty eight

If it does not exist

Then what chapters did I miss

Baphomets home is

Looking through the eyes of pyramids

Anglo Saxons Annunakis

Star called Sirius

All this condensed

Into a plan called covid

All this predicted

From a man called Moses

All this recycled

From a band of poets

Plagues the land

Of famine and locusts

Hokus pokus

Outdoor cafe in summer

Legendary

Hope you ready

After lightning then thunder

The viking knights

And the witch hunters