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Lyrics Oh-oh, yeah... Can you hear the thunder roll? Listen close to the sound... Yeah. Look up at the peak, see the Lamb on the hill Zion is the stage and the city is still Counting up the numbers, yeah, the vision is clear One-four-four thousand, no room for the fear Got the signature of God written right on the brow No mark of the beast, yeah, we taking the vow Out the mud, out the fire, out the friction and pain Washed clean in the blood, now we breakin' the chain Walking through the tribulation, stood the test of the time Now we standing in the light, yeah, we frontline prime. Like the rushing of the water, like the thunder in the sky Hear the harps start to play as the chorus rises high It’s a brand new song that the world can't learn For the ones bought back from the bridges that burn We follow where You go, yeah, we follow You now With the name of the Father written on my brow. Yeah, look at the squad, no lies on the tongue Firstfruits of the harvest since the world was begun Unblemished in the spirit, kept the integrity whole When the world was selling out, we were guarding the soul Before the throne, before the elders, we step to the mic Unveiling a melody they didn't think we could write Can't nobody else spit it, can't nobody else flow It's a locked-in secret only redeemed souls know From the corners of the earth to the heavenly state We kept the faith moving, now we pass through the gate. Like the rushing of the water, like the thunder in the sky Hear the harps start to play as the chorus rises high It’s a brand new song that the world can't learn For the ones bought back from the bridges that burn We follow where You go, yeah, we follow You now With the name of the Father written on my brow. They try to copy the strain, but they don't know the cost... They don't know about the suffering, they don't know what we lost! Only the ransomed can carry this heavy refrain... Yeah, you gotta live the struggle just to sing through the pain! Now we sing it out loud... Wherever You go... we follow. No more night, no more shadows. One hundred and forty-four thousand voices in the wind... Written on my brow. Yeah. Four angels at the corners holding back the four winds Waiting on the seal before the judgment begins Twelve thousand from Judah, twelve thousand from Reuben Gad, Asher, Naphtali, yeah, the line is moving Manasseh and Simeon, Levi standing in the place Issachar, Zebulun, Joseph saved by grace Benjamin locked in, that’s the army on the field One hundred forty-four thousand with the forehead sealed No hurt on the earth, no hurt on the sea Till the servants of the King get their immunity We marching up Zion, breaking through the atmosphere Leaving all the tribulation and the smoke back there.