If I can survive
The coming of End Times
Will I be one of the
Many souls left behind?
If I could truly see
Why the Powers that be
Forsake us in the
Name of Eternity,
I would never know Pain
Or the Diamond Rain
There would only be my
Salvation to gain.
But the motion of Time
Flows like blood and wine
Drink of the experience and
Pay attention to the Sign,
It tells of the Prophecies
That become our Destinies
The Apocalypse was foretold
The Future is History.
Written long ago so
The Chosen Ones would know
How to survive the End, and
Where the HELL to go,
When the Sky will Fall,
And how to hear the Call
Of the Trumpets' Sound
Bringing down the Wall.
As the Armies prepare
You better fuckin beware
Because the Battle to come
Will spill blood Everywhere.
As the Rulers of Nations
Are denied their Salvation
They bring War, Death,
Plauge and Starvation.
The clock is ticking down
To the Final round
Time is running out now
The King wants his Crown.
The False Prophet and the Beast
Break the promise of Peace
And grind their Teeth as
Souls of men become their feast.
The Fire Rain will descend
Before the Battle begins
Remember that shit
As we approach the End.
Heaven and Hell collide
You must choose which side
To enlist your Soul and dont
Dare try to run or hide.
Blessed is he who reads
These words and believes
Speak it out loud to the World
And sow only good seeds.
Cursed is he who denies
And ignores the cries
Of the Chosen Ones when
The Spirits of the Dead Arise.
The awareness in our Hearts
Was placed there from the start
So that we may awaken you
Now play your part.
If you want to survive
The End of our Times
Prepare yourselves for
One Hell of a ride.
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