The End

The traps been set, targets in sight

Create the victims, fear for your life.

Like a lamb to the slaughter I followed you, but the poison you feed left me starving for truth.

Held hostage to the words in red.

Fill this heart with living dread.

Is this the end.

of time.

or just another lie.

Believing in something else

Is it such a crime?

These are the final days, you sell it to yourself.

While you wait for your rapture

I’ll be storming the gates of hell!

Ancient words on a page, written in blood stains.

Where did we go wrong, to misinterpret what they say.

We wait for apocalypse to come, as my heart turns sour, my soul goes numb.

Held hostage to the words in red.

Disagree and you’re good as dead.

Is this the end.

of time.

or just another lie.

Believing in something else

Is it such a crime?

These are the final days, you sell it to yourself.

While you wait for your rapture

I’ll be storming the gates of hell!

There’s a beast on the loose but it’s not what you think.

It feeds on the fear that it forces you to drink.

Dare to see another way ,break off the chains, make your escape.

No need to read between the lines.

He does not lie.

Is this the end.

of time.

or just another lie.

Believing in something else

Is it such a crime?

These are the final days, you sell it to yourself.

While you wait for your rapture

I’ll be storming the gates of hell!

Is this the end ?

Is this the end ?

Is this the end ?

Just another lie.