When the Man Comes Around

"There's a man going around taking names and he decides who to free and who to blame
every body won't be treated Quite the same.
The hairs on your arm will stand up.
At the terror in each sip and in each sup.
For you partake of that last offered cup, Or disappear into the potter's ground.
When the man comes around.
And I heard a voice in the midst of the four beasts, And I looked and behold: a pale horse.
And his name, that sat on him, was Death.
And Hell followed with him."