Deeds Of Flesh – A Violent God

Behold a white horse

And he who set upon him

Was called faithful and true

And in righteousness he doth judge and make war

His eyes were as a flame of fire

And on his head were many crawns

And he had a name written

That no man knew but he himself

And he was clothed with a vesture dipped in blood

And the armies followed him upon white horses

Clothed in fine linen, white and clean

And out of this mouth goeth a sharp sword

That with it he should smite the nations

And he shall rule then with a rod of iron

And the remnant were slain

With the sword