Lyrics:
of the lord
He is trampling out the vintage
Where the grapes of wrath are stored
He hath loosed the fateful lightning
Of his terrible swift sword
His truth
dark as they were speaking
But still, as wild blew the wind
And as the night grew drearer
Adown the glen rode armed men
Their trampling sounded
terror
Hoofs gallop in thunderous pound
Devouring the souls of the wretched
Trampling them down to the ground
Gripping the reins of destruction
Made
Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord
He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored
He hath loosed
Julia Ward Howe
Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord
He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored,
He has
Mine eyes have seen the glory
Of the coming of the Lord
He is trampling out the vintage
Where the grapes of wrath are stored
He hath loosed
Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord;
He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored;
He hath loosed
at his shirttail
Jiggling a church key
Chewing on a toothpick
On another binge
Trampling the rosebush
Whistin' to himself...
Now don't wake up
with Larry Bird jerseys
College students in a hurry to jump to a four-count and say the N-word
Business interns taking molly then percs
Trampling
Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord;
He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored;
He hath loosed
Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord
He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored
He hath loosed
remains when death replaces life
Fearing their fate they chose a random date
When all life would cease and rapture would
Release
Trampling
Trampling
Di camp dem camping in
And ah burn out the vampire vamping in
Wi di, red burning lamp within
After so much sleep and slumbering
It's now wonder
on
I feel the earth quaking beneath me
It feels like elephants
Trampling my hollow chest
If I could move just one fingernail
I'd scratch your name
of the teeve
The sky was in a darkening frame
The crowds trampling on the midden shells
Buried underneath the carpark
Where people danced and sang
He'd
Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord
He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored
He hath loosed
Then you'll feel what it's like to be swept aside
The skies my eyes
Crowsfeet that are trampling my face
Maybe today I'll make it alive
Maybe today
Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord;
He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored;
He hath loosed
trampling over grey and green over brown
And you'll be cutting ears off of dead men
Pumping shells into the carcass for hours on end
Then you'll swear
And the Midnightmare trampling of dreams
But no, no tears please
Fear and pain may accompany Death
But it is desire that shepherds it's certainty
As We shall see
for what I am
Listen to my laughter
High upon the wind
I walk the path of my choice,
Trampling those who seek to stand in my way
I glorify myself
I
MCs
Like I'm trampling ants
Peep the form, it's the Vatican stance
The Pope victor the first the
Flow spit with the curse
The sicker the verse the more
trampling toes
Gathering honeybees in their sockets and creases and holes
They'll cover the hills with their sweet flesh and soft nails
They'll cover
the earth to the bastards dance
you better look alive
trampling
misery
arrogance and
injury
for victory
reasoning weak
hurry up your boot
to the beat
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