The Last Call

Sky split open with a fire-torn hand
The earth shakes under His command
Trumpets crying, the stars start to fall
Darkness whispers — this is the last call

This is the last call, the end of the line
The Judge is coming with fire this time
Every knee will bow, every tongue will cry
When the Rider breaks forth from the midnight sky

Graves swing open, the dead rise to stand
Names are written in the Book of the Lamb
Mercy's door closing, the verdict is near
The Lamb and the Lion — the hour is here

Flames on the mountain, rivers run red
No place to hide from the words He said
The winepress trodden, the nations fall
The King of Glory makes the final call

This is the last call, the end of the line
The Judge is coming with fire this time
Every knee will bow, every tongue will cry
When the Rider breaks forth from the midnight sky

This is the last call, no turning away
The trumpet is sounding, the night meets the day
The heavens are shaking, the kingdoms all fall
Forever decided at the last call