Son of Man - Michael Sweet, Andy James

There will appear a sign

Seen from wherever they stand

All of the people will mourn

When they finally witness the plan

Coming on clouds of heaven

With power and glory unknown

Gathering elect from four winds

That’s when the trumpet will blow

He’s the Son of Man

Coming back again

The Son of Man

The sun will be darkened to black

The moon will no longer give light

Heavenly bodies are shaken

The stars will all fall from the sky

As lightning will come from the east

It’s also as clear in the west

Will you take life at the feast

Or die and go down with the rest

He’s the Son of Man

Coming back again

The Son of Man