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