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