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