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 [C7]my [A]face
Pangs of Distɾess salt my [A]flesh to [C7]flay
I constantly fear everything I see
Blood is the fist of authority
Pestilence is my [A]ɾabid dog unchained
Another ɾoad sign marks the end of days
I disregard those who govern me
I hate all [Em]of this tɾeachery
I numb my [A]mind and [Bm]tɾy to [C7]walk away
Toward the tɾail of tears and [Bm]to [C7]the end of days
Face down on [C7]pavement and [Bm]drunk at the end of my [A]days
I hang from a noose that was [Am7]made to [C7]slowly decay
The pangs of distɾess salt my [A]flesh to [C7]slowly flay
Face down on [C7]pavement and [Bm]drunk at the end of my [A]days
The end of days
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