I'll Be Your End Of Days [Hard Rock / Post Grunge / Nu Metal]
I've had enough, I'll make 'em see They'll never take another drop of blood from me And judge you all, one final bow I'll be your end of days
Blood in the streets, the royals fall I will do what I must until I see them crawl up to me Where they will see, I'll be your end of days
I'll be your end of days
Black-robed judges bring the gavel down, goodbye Tell me all the ways that I went wrong They'd lock us up forever, given half a chance Out of sight, out of mind, same old dance
Keep the rebels down, kill their every sound The more you try to silence me, the more I'm gaining ground
I've had enough, I'll make 'em see They'll never take another drop of blood from me And judge you all, one final bow I'll be your end of days
Blood in the streets, the royals fall I will do what I must until I see them crawl up to me Where they will see, I'll be your end of days
I'll be your end of days
Painted smile, glad hands, pick your pocket, money gone Laughing to themselves, and forget your name Make up any promise as they go and sell your future We all had a vote, tell me who's to blame
Keep the rebels down, kill their every sound The more you try to silence me, the more I'm gaining ground
I've had enough, I'll make 'em see They'll never take another drop of blood from me And judge you all, one final bow I'll be your end of days
Blood in the streets, the royals fall I will do what I must until I see them crawl up to me Where they will see, I'll be your end of days