My recent article about the Rapture and apocalyptic theology prompted me to post this song by William Tapley that I stumbled upon. I provide the lyrics for your perusal in case you do not want to sit through the entirety of the song.
By William Tapley
Your future’s coming fast, my friend / You know we’re nearly at the end / Your freedom’s gone / Your friends are gone / But when I’m raptured / I’ll be gone.
It’s prophesied, it’s prophesied / you can run but you can’t hide / Some will live, some will die / A few will go / To meet His bride.
Tribulation will arrive / By Armageddon, few survive / You must get oil / And trim your lamps / ’cause you won’t get / a second chance.
It’s prophesied, it’s prophesied / When those four horsemen / Start their ride / There’s pain and death / On every side / When those four horsemen / Start their ride.
When Enoch and Elijah preach / Seven thunders fill their speech / They will call fire / Down from the sky / Until the people watch them die.
It’s prophesied, it’s prophesied / Jerusalem is where they’ll die / They’ll do their best / To save us all / But very few will hear their call.
America is Babylon / And her story’s almost done / She rides a beast / The beast is sore / And now that beast / Will burn that whore.
It’s prophesied, it’s prophesied / When Babylon the whore gets fried / The merchants weep / The merchants cry / When Babylon the whore gets fried.
Obama is beast number three / leopard which comes / From the sea / He’s got four heads / He’s got four wings / The Bible calls him / The “leopard-king.”
It’s prophesied, it’s prophesied / Obama’s on the losing side / He’ll start a war / That he can’t win / Obama is the “leopard-king.”
The Antichrist is not your friend / The mark you take / Will mean your end / Yes, you can buy / And you will sell / But then your soul / Will burn in Hell.
It’s prophesied, it’s prophesied / You can run, but you can’t hide / Some will live / Much more will die / A few will go to Paradise.
The End.
