He treads the winepress
His wrath is assured
Out of His mouth
Goes a two-edged sword
He rides a white horse
His robe dipped in blood
KING OF KINGS AND LORD OF LORDS.
Yes, He will come.
His eyes a flame of fire
On His head are many crowns
He judges and makes war
Can you hear the sound?
In righteousness He came
No one knew, except himself,
What was His real name.
To the birds of heaven He cried
\"Come gather for the feast.\"
Eat the flesh of kings and captains
All people
Slave and free.
Then the beast was captured
The false prophet too
Who deceived those
And took his mark
And never worshipped You.
Yes, this is the fate
His sword will slay, it\'s true.
And all the birds
Were filled with flesh
All prophesy come true.