Lyrics:
The marketplace is empty
No more traffic in the streets
All the builders' tools are silent
No more time to harvest wheat
Busy housewives cease their labors
In the courtroom no debate
Work on earth is all suspended
As the King comes thro' the gate
O the King is coming
The King is coming
I just heard the trumpets sounding
And now His face I see
O the King is coming
The King is coming
Praise God, He's coming for me
Happy faces line the hallways
Those whose lives have been redeemed
Broken homes that He has mended
Those from prison He has freed
Little children and the aged
Hand in hand stand all aglow
Who were crippled, broken, ruined
Clad in garments white as snow
O the King is coming
The King is coming
I just heard the trumpets sounding
And now His face I see
O the King is coming
The King is coming
Praise God, He's coming for me
I can hear the chariots rumble
I can see the marching throng
The flurry of God's trumpets
Spells the end of sin and wrong
Regal robes are now unfolding
Heaven's grandstand's all in place
Heaven's choir now assembled
Start to sing "Amazing Grace"
O the King is coming
The King is coming
I just heard the trumpets sounding
And now His face I see
O the King is coming
The King is coming
Praise God, He's coming for me
The marketplace is empty,
No more traffic in the streets,
All the builders' tools are silent,
No more time to harvest wheat,
Busy housewives cease their labors,
In the courtroom no debate,
Work on earth is all suspended
As the King comes thro' the gate.
O the King is coming,
The King is coming!
I just heard the trumpets sounding,
And now His face I see,
O the King is coming,
The King is coming!
The marketplace is empty
No more traffic in the streets
All the builder's tools are silent
No more time to harvest wheat
Busy housewives cease their labors
In the courtroom no debate
Work on Earth has been suspended as
The King comes through the gate
All the railroad cars are empty as
They rattle down the tracks in the newsroom
No one watches as machines
Type pointless facts
All the planes veer off their courses
No one sit's at the controls
For the King of all the ages
Comes to claim eternal souls
Happy faces line the hallways
Those whose lives have been redeemed
Broken homes that He has mended
Those from prison He has freed
Little children and the aged hand
In hand stand all a-glow
Who were crippled, broken, ruined
Clad in garments white as snow
I can hear the chariot's rumble
I can see the marching throng
The flurry of God's trumpets spells the
End of sin and wrong
Regal rolls are now unfolding
Heaven's grandstands all in place
Heaven's choir is now assembled
Start to sing Amazing Grace
The King is coming, the King is coming
I just heard the trumpet sounding and
Now His face I see
The King is coming, the King is coming
Praise God, He's coming for me
THE KING IS COMING
(Bill Gaither - Gloria Gaither - Charley Millhoff)
« © '71 Gaither Music »
The market place is empty no more traffic in the streets
All the builders tools are silent no more time to harvest wheat
Busy housewives cease their labors in the courtroom no debate
Work on earth is all suspended as the King comes through the gate
Oh the King is coming the King is coming
I just heard the trumpets sounding and now his face I see
Oh the King is coming the King is coming praise God he's coming for me
Happy faces line the hallways those whose lives have been redeemed
Broken homes e has mended those from prison he has freed
Little children and the aged hand in hand stand all aglow
Who were crippled broken ruined dressed in garments white as snow
I can hear the chariots rumble I can see the marching throng
The flurry of God's trumpets spells the end of sin and wrong
Regal robes are now unfolding heaven's grandstand's all in place
Heaven's choir is now assembled start to sing Amazing Grace
Oh the King is coming the King is coming...
The marketplace is empty,
No more traffic in the streets,
All the builders' tools are silent,
No more time to harvest wheat,
Busy housewives cease their labors,
In the courtroom no debate,
Work on earth is all suspended
As the King comes thro' the gate.
O the King is coming,
The King is coming!
I just heard the trumpets sounding,
And now His face I see,
O the King is coming,
The King is coming!
We interrupt this program with a special bulletin:
America is now under marshall law.
All constitutional rights have been suspended.
Stay in your homes.
Do not attempt to contact love ones, insurance agent or attorney.
Shut up.
Enter a world
Of filth and greed
Releasing aggression
By a growing seed
Hooks as far as the eyes can see
Heads of angels falling
Hanging headless angels
Building upon anger
Temptational disturbance
Bleeding Mind in skull
Trembling
Twiching frenzied
Disgust I'ts Feeding
Soul in place
Your flesh I'm Pealing
Apart of the heavens
The fictional views
Bodies of angels hang
Dripping dry
Suspended
By meathooks
The bodies of angels hang
Outcasted unholy
Suspended
As the knife cuts flash through bone
Seemingly free
It's self once again and reality
Severs my sight
As the knife cuts flesh through bone
Seemingly free
It's self once again and reality
Severs my life
Insisting
Hate, upon others
A crime to pantomime
Repeats its self everyday
Creating an off key
Rhythm
Without a rhythm
We are the cause
The cause of our own
As, the knife cuts flesh through bone
Dreams
Nightmares are my dreams
Morbid visions and screams
Chaotic violence
Suspended
Having already
Entered the gates
Our doorway to havoc
Entombed within this
Earthly cage
Hanging headless angels
[Bridge]
The Gardens of Babylon, lush with bloom,
Suspended high to touch the heavens’ gate,
A verdant haven in the desert’s gloom,
Where love for queen did nature’s hand create.
I'm possessed by evil demons that
Torture me while I'm sleeping
I keep dreaming of death and
I'm hearing people screaming
The devil's spirit's trapped inside me
And I want it out
I'm on the couch bleeding to
Death in a haunted house
With both of my wrists slit
I'm lifted up in the air
And suspended in animation like
Someone's holding me there
I feel somebody's cold hands
Wrapping around my neck
While I choke on my own blood that
I swallow and drown to death
But I found a breath and somehow
Managed to slip the clutches
Nearly blacking out from dizziness
And head rushes
Tripping over OD'd bodies of dead lushes
Bloodstains paint the plush carpet
Like red blushes
Door's open and close by themselves
Books fly off shelves, curtains catch fire
The house melts my skin blisters and sticks
Together like twin sisters
The wind blows and shatters
Windows like ten twisters
Caught a piece of shrapnel
In the Adam's apple
Two cups of holy water and I'm
Looking at 'em half full
But as soon as I go to touch
'em they turn into red rum
It got silent, then all these voices said
"Come follow me into the gates of Hell"
I heard 'em yell "Welcome to
The Norman Bates Motel!"
Liquid consciousness
Congealed existence
Conceived in profound purpose
Suspended over Axis
Gouged stone gate
Carved around chalice
Useless cold instrument
Puddles the emblem below
Conjures the fiend once dormant
Through the membrane now aglow
Vibrate the word
Arise beast of blood!
Tomorrow is the one day I would change for a Monday
With freezing rains melting and no trains running
And sad eyes passing in windows flimsy
And my seat rocking from legs not quite matching
Got passport, credit cards, a plane that I'm catching
Black Sunday falls one day too soon
The taxi that takes me will be moving so quickly
My suitcases simply too full for the closing
Of pants, shirts and kisses all packed in a hurry
Two best-selling paperbacks chosen at random
No sign of sales persons to whom I might hand them
Black Sunday falls one day too soon
And down at the airport are probably waiting
A few thousand passengers, overbooked seating
Time long suspended in transit lounge traumas
Connections broken and Special Branch watching
Conspicuously standing in holiday clothing
Black Sunday falls one day too soon
Pick up my feet and kick off my lethargy
Down to the gate with the old mood upon me
Get out and chase the small immortality
Born in the minute of my next returning
Impatient feet tapping and cigarette burning
Homecoming one day too soon
Back at the house there's a gray sky a-tumbling
Milk bottles piling on door steps a-crumbling
Curtains all drawn and cold water plumbing
Notepaper scribbles I read unbelieving
Saying how sorry, how sad was the leaving
One day too soon
Tomorrow is the one day I would change for a Monday
With freezing rains melting and no trains running
And sad eyes passing in windows flimsy
And my seat rocking from legs not quite matching
Got passport, credit cards, a plane that I'm catching
Black Sunday fell one day too soon
Pick up my feet and kick off my lethargy,
Down to the gate with the old mood upon me,
Get out and chase the small immortality
Born in the minute of my next returning
Impatient feet tapping and cigarette burning.
The weight of this fight, I can't go on
We are equally matched
The land and the sea, yeah all can agree
We must no longer clash
And collaborate in this, unforgiving riff
And give worship to
The stoner, sludge and doom
These transcendent fumes
Blessed upon us chosen few
You and I we shall unite
Make peace over the leaf
And inhale the fumes of the slime
Follow the smoke toward the riff
You and I we shall not fight
But fill the pipe with your leaf
And breathe in the fumes of my slime
Consumed by the riff
It seems like time has all led to this
The great session with The Bog Wizard
For so long we were such foes
But I'm so high that was long ago
New, planes we're arriving to
We shall break on through
Through the gates of time
Here, suspended for a year
Without doubt or fear
Lost to the throes of the frogbog ride
You and I we shall unite
Make peace over the leaf
And inhale the fumes of the slime
Follow the smoke toward the riff
You and I we shall not fight
But fill the pipe with your leaf
And breathe in the fumes of my slime
Consumed by the riff
At the end of this long journey
Who here would of thought
These titans unite in harmony
Froglord and Bog Wizard
But now we must each go our ways
It is time to depart
You and I we shall unite
Make peace over the leaf
And inhale the fumes of the slime
Follow the smoke toward the riff
You and I we shall not fight
But fill the pipe with your leaf
And breathe in the fumes of my slime
Consumed by the riff
Whatever it takes to break
Gotta do it
From the burning lake or the eastern gate
You'll get through it
Rattle that lock, lose those chains
Rattle that lock, lose those chains
Rattle that lock, lose those chains
Rattle that lock
Let's go do it
Have it all our way
Go back to where we blew it
And lose our heads along the way
So long sin, au revoir chaos
If there's a heaven, it can wait
So long sin, au revoir chaos
If there's a heaven
Rattle that lock
Rattle that lock, lose those chains
Rattle that lock
Rattle that lock, lose those chains
And all the other travellers
Become phantoms to our eyes
Furies and the revellers
The Fallen angels in disguise
No discord, chance or rumour
Is going to interrupt this place
No discord, chance or rumour
To interrupt this
So let's get to it
It's calling like a flame
Through the darkness and the night
The world suspended on a golden chain
No discord, chance or rumour
Is going to interrupt this place
No discord, chance or rumour
To interrupt this
Rattle that lock
Rattle that lock, lose those chains
Rattle that lock
Rattle that lock
Rattle that lock, lose those chains
Oh the market place is empty
No more traffic in the streets
All the builder's tools are silent
No more time to harvest wheat
Busy housewives cease their labours
In the court room no debate
Work on earth has all suspended
As the King comes through the gate
Oh the King is coming
The King is coming
I just heard the trumpet sounding
And now His face I see
Oh the King is coming
The King is coming
Praise God, He's coming for me
Happy faces line the hallways
Those who's lives have been redeemed
Broken homes that He has mended
Those from prison He has freed
Little children and the aged
Hand in hand stand all aglow
Who were crippled broken ruined
Clad in garments white as snow
I can hear the chariots rumble
I can see the marching throng
The flurry of God's trumpets
Spells the end of sin and wrong
Regal robes are now unfolding
Heaven's grandstands all in place
Heaven's choirs now assemble
Start to sing Amazing Grace
Oh the King is coming
The King is coming
I just heard the trumpet sounding
And now His face I see
Oh the King is coming
The King is coming
Praise God, He's coming for me
How do you live traveling like this
You laugh too much
Like things used to be funny
And now it's all a big state of bliss
We had a little party
Somewhere outside Memphis
We hid a six-pack under the seat
It's never too late to forget
I can see them all standing around the bar
With big crowns of gold on their heads
And they're all blind to who you are
At the Royal Cafe
If you keep laughing, I'll forgive you anything
Watch the towns pass by like tears
After all the scenery is just a blur
And the world is just ringing in our ears
Hey princess, this passage suspended
Between now and then
Make no problem
Don't worry about anything
Hurry, hurry, make sure there's no time
For them to get their claws in us
Raise a toast at the end of the line
At the Royal Cafe
But the harder your pain
You got to find a way to survive
With all your pain
You got to find something to keep alive
Don't worry about the Magic Kingdom
They wouldn't even let us near the gate
Yeah, we're just a couple of anchors
Dragging an empty slate
Are you ready to go
You'll be happier I know
Are you ready to go
To the Royal Cafe
Generations of pain
Can't stand on my name
Still addicted to the chains, descendants of slaves
They numb us with pills
They bribe us with fame
And they gon' rob you for your voice knowing shit never change
Generations of pain
Can't stand on my name
Still addicted to the chains, descendants of slaves
They numb us with pills
They bribe us with fame
And they gon' rob you for your voice knowing shit never change
It's so sadistic
It's red all in the streets, not wearing lipstick
What happened to integrity, not journalistic
I feel so gifted
To be on all your minds like all the time
Cause CNN wants me to be another statistic
The 25 and under club these police know and love
Showing guns, showing clubs to niggas who ain't old enough
Just showing up
Knee on our backs, we fold never crack
They ain't gon' shoot you for crack but they'll shoot if you black
"Nigga wait"
That's a nigga baggage, that's nigga weight
We carry that every day
That's life when the badges gon' kill and spray
And motherfuckas want us to sit and pray?
When murderers get away with suspended pay and blood at the Gates
The red and blue face will shoot down any dream
We more Detroit Red, we gon' get it by any means
They care about the looters but don't care about the shooters
So what that mean?
Christine christine
(to PHANTOM)
Let me see her
PHANTOM (dryly) be my guest, sir
(He gestures
And the gate rises rAOUL enters)
Monsieur, I bid you welcome!
Did you think that I would harm her?
Why should I make her pay
For the sins which are yours?
CHURCH OF 1,000 EYES
Into the church of 1000 eyes
It’s too late when you realize Nowhere to run you’re trapped inside Everyone watching nowhere to hide
Show the invisible sign God make up your mind
Into the temple of silence we wait Sun from above suspended our fate Up from below see the servant migrate Stand at the threshold locked at the gate
Show the invisible sign God make up your mind
Can you feel
It takes a hold
The book opens
Words appear
Glowing knowledge
Of ancient spells
Whispers on the winds
Eyes appear
Forces unleashed
Suddenly it's clear
Vision of wisdom
Face the fear
Gates beyond
Fields of the past
Breathe new worlds
Finally near
Inhale the wisdom
Exhale the spirit
Till all is lost
Forgive despair
Drop into void
Lose all the flesh
Become transparent
Remain clear
There is no time
Structures suspended
Floating eternity
Without fear
A river of madness
Vibrates the string
Connected to all
No one hears
Swallowed down whole
Into the dark
Collapsing thoughts
Shattered mirrors
Eons become seconds
Stars fade to black
Consuming itself
Reality Tears
Vast darkness blankets
Imploding within
Exhaling new life
Turning gears
A continuous loop
Dissolving pools
Primordial sludge
Worlds appear
Can you feel
It takes a hold
The book opens
Words appear
Glowing knowledge
Of ancient spells
Whispers on the winds
Eyes appear
Forces unleashed
Suddenly it's clear
Vision of wisdom
Face the fear
Gates beyond
Fields of the past
Breathe new worlds
Finally near
Inhale the wisdom
Exhale the spirit
Till all is lost
Forgive despair
Drop into void
Lose all the flesh
Become transparent
Remain clear
There is no time
Structures suspended
Floating eternity
Without fear
A river of madness
Vibrates the string
Connected to all
No one hears
He's been scrapping again,
broke a lad's jaw,
and now he's suspended
pending further investigation.
What am I going to do with this kid?
Shaking the hand of the dour Assistant Head,
"I asked, does Mrs.
Alright Surf
More on the way
Resuscitate goose flesh pool sweat
Blood let
Pallor pony expressed away
Road less reveled
Lines less scrabbled
Never seen reapers death eaters
Tours demented
To yours lives suspended
Respawn point not even in this dimension
Survival paraphrase waxed and waned
By the same
Quoting
Comfort to cage
Love to pain
Treasured severed
Mint verde vocation
Coined Amalgamations
Rolling closures wearing earth's entails
Kit kat
Tit for tat
Titillation for tattoos
Trilling inkings
Treading truths
Inflated daemons
Demonstrating
Clicking buttons
Postulating
Product placement
Government Cheese
Checking account or savings
Nonsense saying
Mo' Money Mo' Magnification
Marketplace den microcosm
This Is this and worth what we say
And what we say
Trust golden
Golden pearly plated gates
Trust invested psychic real state hey
What we say
Trust golden plated gates
Pearly gates
Trust invested psychic real state
Ahhraaa
And then yeah yeah
You know
You know
You know
I'm back in the state
To find another way
Back into the new world
That looks exactly the same
And when I walk through the gate
Cold sweat on my face
I can never really be sure
Who's gonna open the door
New seasons frosted
River run
I will run to you
Seven years, you let love in
And you will come to me
Never let this cowboy ride
The only one is right
For your eyes
I found the jewel
Deep in a swimming pool
I knew what I was lacking
So I threw it back in
Now I drive the ring roads
Sing my song
Suspended in the air
I could be anywhere
New seasons frosted
River run
I will run to you
Seven years, you let love in
And you will come to me
Never let this cowboy ride
The only one is right
For your eyes
The only one
The only one
The only one
The only one
The only one
I could tell by the gap in your gate
That you were up to no good
Not one to hesitate
Feet heavy from chasing me down
So I went looking for a place where time has no bounds
But my intentions were dangling two feet off the ground
Just self suspended hanging upside down
Been searching for the devil on holy ground
These self inflicted wounds won't take me out
Still searching for the devil on holy ground
On holy ground
Been searching for antiquity
In mercury
Cause this space is feeling up fast
With all your greed
Well I went looking for a place where time has no bounds
cnd all your misconceptions have no power
Just self suspended hanging upside down
Been searching for the devil on holy ground
These self inflicted wounds won't take me out
Still searching for the devil on holy ground
On holy ground
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