(Johnny Cash Cover)   "And I heard as it were the noise of thunder    One of the four beasts saying come and see and I saw   And behold a white horse"       There's a man going around taking names and he decides   Who to free and who to blame every body won't be treated   Quite the same there will be a golden ladder reaching down   When the man comes around      The hairs on your arm will stand up at the terror in each   Sip and each sup will you partake of that last offered cup   Or disappear into the potter's ground   When the man comes around      Hear the trumpets hear the pipers one hundred million angels singing   Multitudes are marching to a big kettledrum   Voices calling and voices crying   Some are born and some are dying   Its alpha and omegas kingdom come   And the whirlwind is in the thorn trees   The virgins are all trimming their wicks   The whirlwind is in the thorn trees   It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks   Till Armageddon no shalam no shalom      Then the father hen will call his chicken's home   The wise man will bow down before the thorn and at his feet   They will cast the golden crowns   When the man comes around      Whoever is unjust let him be unjust still   Whoever is righteous let him be righteous still   Whoever is filthy let him be filthy still   Listen to the words long written down   When the man comes around      Hear the trumpets hear the pipers one hundred million angels singing   Multitudes are marching to a big kettledrum   Voices calling and voices crying   Some are born and some are dying   Its alpha and omegas kingdom come   And the whirlwind is in the thorn trees   The virgins are all trimming their wicks   The whirlwind is in the thorn trees   It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks   In measured hundred weight and penny pound   When the man comes around      "And I heard a voice in the midst of the four beasts   And I looked and behold, a pale horse   And his name that sat on him was Death   And Hell followed with him."