The Second Coming

A light shines down from up above It washes away the darkness and hate that sealed our fate As we face The second coming The final judging There will be no running From the second coming It's over now the trumpet sounds All eyes glued to the sky The price of your sin, the fire begins The wicked fall down to the ground I know I'm no saint I did the best that I could Now I pray for grace as we face The second coming The final judging There will be no running From the second coming Now it's The second coming Now it's The second coming What side of grace will I find After I face The second coming The final judging No time for running From the second coming