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End Times

Proliferation, mass immigration, spiritual stagnation,
for a New World's Order meant to be.
Don't try to fight it now, it's a case of when not how.
Don't bite the hand that (force) feeds your complacency
Your vote, it doesn't mean shit. You're just a part of it.
No point trying, just submit your will to the greater cause.
The bombs are falling fast, dictated from the past.
Expendable one and all. One by one the nations fall.

These are the end times, gods cannot save us now.
Listen for the last chimes, it's a case of when not how.

Export democracy, lock the door and throw away the key.
Black gold beneath the ground, fill your lungs don't make a sound.
Profit margins to the sky, we have no voice so don't ask why.
Planet Earth is changing fast. Perhaps she was not built to last?
Can't put the world to right, there's no war for us to fight.
The enemy hides within, inside the chip beneath your skin.
Too late to reverse the trend, just pray for a painless end.
Some wait for a Christ to come, I'll take my chances with a gun.

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