Bow before him you little ones.
Don't forsake your daughters and sons.
Listen Up before the King comes.
And kills you all!
Sin no more, Open doors.
Settle all your petty scores
Listen Up before the King comes.
And kills you all!
Cover over mountains and hills.
Rolling thunder that will give you chills.
Listen Up before the King comes.
And kills you all!
A warning to all, better find your balls.
Who knew it would be this difficult.
Listen Up before the King comes.
And kills you all!