End Of Days

According to the aztec calender 2012 is the end of the world

And time will unwind with a celestual cross in in the skys in sync

And in line with itself so forget life as you know it

If you wanna view life in the eyes of a poet

Peer through mine in this fearful time

Where wages are cut but tax keeps growing

When the globe collapses on it's axis

Watch men, women and children with axes

Fighting for food cause?

And they haven't got jack shit

It looks like disasters back with a sting like elastic

But on a whole new scale now I'm talking inter galactic

Genocide in a moment of madness

As some set on the end of days

Capital city's burning in flames

Ocean swepped your posessions away

Welcome to the end of days

As some set on end of days

There ain't no escaping natures rage

And I've never seen an atheist pray

Until the approaching of judgment day

Buildings burning

Pilgrims verming

Children are serving

Searching for earnings

Old bill are lerking

Circle the circuit

Cctv cameras are perving

Don't park there if you ain't got a permit

Murders occuring but low level crime is the type their concerned with

Yeah with a microchip bill gates is a serpent in person

You relied on emergency service 999 says a lot when you turn it

The devil in disguise all loves been deserted

I'm watching animosity spread like herpes

I visualise allien crafts decending on earthlings

And all homosapiens left in the dirt like worms when there squirming

I smell petrol burning

As some set on the end of days

Capital city's burning in flames

Ocean swepped your posessions away

Welcome to the end of days

As some set on end of days

There ain't no escaping natures rage

And I've never seen an atheist pray

Until the approaching of judgment day

Insight into a world of decline

Like michelle nostradammas mind

A moment of peace is harder to find

The thicker the skin the darker the mind

accompany stars that are sent from the sky

A lot of men are repending tonight

You wasted your life now wave it goodbye

New world orders an anogram of now

So we ain't got time to be standing around

Devil's on your doorstep

He's got you in a tight grip like a forestep thundering down