End Of Days (Pt. 2)

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As the future unfolds in the end of days Judgment of our times in biblical ways Our man made gods, genocide is faith Idea warfare has been engaged Cannot trust your fellow man at all these days Sycophants out looking to get paid Images burned into my face Pangs of Distress salt my flesh to flay I constantly fear everything I see Blood is the fist of authority Pestilence is my rabid dog unchained Another road sign marks the end of days I disregard those who govern me I hate all of this treachery I numb my mind and try to walk away Toward the trail of tears and to the end of days Face down on pavement and drunk at the end of my days I hang from a noose that was made to slowly decay The pangs of distress salt my flesh to slowly flay Face down on pavement and drunk at the end of my days The end of days