Send "End Of Time" Ringtone to your Cell


too much has been said about

the end of time

a million pointed fingers

including mine

but when the dusk falls to begin

the august winter we all will have written a verse

to the final gospel 2x
so throw up your hands

and sing a praise to your lord

for the ability to see and yet not see what we cannot ignore

now i feel there is no hope

time's a clock that's moving backwards

ticking away our last chances moving so much faster

i think we're already dead!

no matter what's been said!
hell is now and now is hell

and we will pay for all we did

x2
someone somewhere is laughing so had at how easily things can be taken so very

hard and still we feed the fire of the coming storm that is human extermination

taking form

from deep inside my bones

i feel anticipation burning and when i put my ear to the floor i hear revolution

and yet i'm ashamed at the simplicity

of humanity and its mentality

and how easy this society can be shaped and molded

into formless mindless clay
too much has been said about

the end of time

a million pointed fingers

including mine

but when the dusk falls to begin

the august winter we all will have written a verse

to the final gospel



Send "End Of Time" Ringtone to your Cell

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