Oh Sinner
Chip King, Lee Buford
When the sea begins to roar
And the rocks begin to melt
When the stars from the elements are falling
Where will you stand?
Oh
Oh sinner
Where will you stand?
Where will you stand?
And when the moon drips away into blood
And when death comes riding on its pale horse
And the kings hide
When the seven headed beast is rising
And when they come to work their number on your head
Oh sinner
Where will you stand?
Oh
Oh sinner
Where will you stand?
Oh
Oh sinner
Where will you stand?
Where will you stand?