Strong Man

The strong man he will kneel down

Whilst angels strip him of cloak and crown

Through bitter lips come vile breath

He is the last one to confess

There will be no pity for him

We must kill him where he stands

No there will be no mercy for him

Nor for any of his clan

Let there be no hesitation

Get a rope an make it quick

Each last breath come from his mouth

I will beat it out with a stick

Pray boy you've no reservations

The word will be carried out

He is the one who brought down the son

Let there be no doubt

There is power wonder workin' power

In the blood of the lamb

There is power wonder workin' power

In the precious blood of the lamb

He's seated on the right hand