The Man comes around...........

And I heard as it were, the noise of thunder
One of the four beasts saying: "Come and see" and I saw
And behold a white horse

There is a Man going round taking names and He decides
Who to free and who to blame
Everybody won´t be treated quite the same
There will be a golden ladder reaching down
When the Man comes around
The hairs on your arm will stand up
at the terror in each Sip and each sup
Will you partake of that last offered cup
Or disappear into the potter´s ground
When the Man comes around
(John R. Cash)