Rapture

Waiting to capture that moment

Postponement

Suspension of rational movement



And bang on the hour of twelve

To a forest clearing we'll delve

With guns to our heads

For we know

That Heaven awaits us



Dreaming of that perfect home by the Sun

Run! Christian, Run!



Roaming

Roaming from all tribulation



Leaving

Leaving behind all damnation



With women and children in line

The men will then gather behind

With knives to their throats

They'll depart on the midnight train to Jordan.



Still dreaming of that perfect home by the Sun

Run! Christian, Run!



Still wishing for that perfect home by the Sun