There’ll Be Pain

 

He said there’s going to be pain

Severe and over whelming

Hard, rigid right to the bone

He said there will be pain

With a hurt unbearable

Until every sin is gone

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There’ll be sadness and madness

The whole world for to see.

Purging, and woe for you and for me.

There is going to be great torment

Beyond all conceivable measure

Both on the land and in the sea.

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Gnashing, screaming, pleading and begging,

And wailing, swearing, hiding, crying and

Moaning; nary a trace of a smile,

There’ll be plague, famine, and confusion;

 And there will be sickness and death

And blood knee deep for a country mile

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He said there will be stuff awful and ugly

Soul deep and still digging,

A final uncontestable purge

He promised gut wrenching agony

Uncensored, ever lasting until

Righteous men emerge:

There’s going to be pain.