I'll be your end of days 
I've had enough 
I'll make them see 
They'll never take another drop of blood from me 
Your Judges fault 
There final bow 
I'll be your end of days 
Blood in the streets...the royals fall 
I will do wat i must til i see them crawl up to me 
Where they will see....I'll be your end of days 
Back row Judges bring the gavel down...goodbye Tell me all the ways that i went wrong 
They lock us up forever...give them half a chance Outta sight, Outta Mind same old dance