[Instrumental] [Verse] Then I looked and there was a white cloud, and sitting on the cloud one who looked like a son of man, with a gold crown on his head and a sharp sickle in his hand. [Chorus] He threw it into the great wine press of God’s fury. The wine press was trodden outside the city and blood poured out of the wine press to the height of a horse’s bridle for two hundred miles. [Instrumental] [Verse] Another angel came out of the temple, crying out in a loud voice to the one sitting on the cloud, Use your sickle and reap the harvest, for the time to reap has come, because the earth’s harvest is fully ripe. [Verse] So the one who was sitting on the cloud swung his sickle over the earth, and the earth was harvested. [Verse] Then another angel came out of the temple in heaven who also had a sharp sickle. [Verse] Then another angel (came) from the altar, (who) was in charge of the fire, and cried out in a loud voice to the one who had the sharp sickle, Use your sharp sickle and cut the clusters from the earth’s vines, for its grapes are ripe. [Chorus] He threw it into the great wine press of God’s fury. The wine press was trodden outside the city and blood poured out of the wine press to the height of a horse’s bridle for two hundred miles. [Instrumental] [Verse] So the angel swung his sickle over the earth and cut the earth’s vintage. [Chorus] He threw it into the great wine press of God’s fury. The wine press was trodden outside the city and blood poured out of the wine press to the height of a horse’s bridle for two hundred miles. [Instrumental] [End]
