The drums come alive, the guitar screams
Along with the voice of a man;
He roars his message into the ears
Of many spellbound fans.

The music is throbbing loudly,
It sounds so powerful to hear;
It surges through you, pumps you up,
You feel that you have no fear.

But this man’s message is anti-Christ,
One of suicide and hate;
And many fans, by their own hands,
Are lead to meet their fate.

Death they meet - but he lives on,
He is the Devils tool;
In his own eyes, he thinks he’s wise,
But really he is a fool!

He has chosen to be on Satan's side
In a war that is already won;
For it's God who chose the victor,
And the One He chose is His Son!

At a moment in time, Hell's bells will chime,
and death will take it's toll;
And this foolish servant of Satan,
Will forever lose his soul.

The choice is yours... die with this man
and burn forever more;
Or live with the One who died for you
Jesus Christ the Lord.

"And the devil who deceived them was thrown into the lake of fire
and brimstone, where the beast and the false prophet are also;
and they will be tormented day and night forever and ever."
Revelations 20:10 (NASB)

©1997 A. Mitchell Moore, Jr.


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