Second Coming

I couldn't tell if the bells were getting louder

The songs they ring I finally recognize

I only know hell is getting hotter

The devil's getting smarter all the time

And it would be nice to walk upon the water

To talk again to angels on my side

Time is getting closer

I read it on a poster

Fanatical exposers on corners prophecy

It would be nice to walk upon the water

To talk again to angels at my side

I just come back to show you all my words are golden

so have no gods before me, I'm the light