Close Encounter II (Ezekiel)

A flashing light
Details revealed
But so dazzling
They're not clearly seen

There's a fire
In the center of the cloud
Startling whirlwind
Like rushing waters

I tried to run
I was paralysed
Noise of the wings
Beyond belief

The spirit
Took me up
Hands of a man
Under its wings

The prophet’s vision
Of the divine glory

A hand was sent
A roll of a book
Living creatures
Of a strange speech

They'll maltreat thee
Don't suppress it
Take my word
We're thy sustain

Again
The voice of great rushing
Noise of the
Chariot of
Jehovah

As my feet
Touched the ground
Seven days passed
Where have I been?

A fine tinge
Of light surrounded cloud
A loud trumpet
The chariot was away!