hell is making it's home On Earth as we move Onwards I feel like a suicide Bomber
typing up the Wrong Words unable to live with all this Dishonor any Longer
oh so Soon this world end with a Boom every living soul will be Consumed
deathly Tunes echo off the Moon cuz there isn't anymore Room for a Tomb
leaving a Major Crater it's gonna turn bodies to Vapors take that Haters
it'll feel like a billion Razors raining down on the Fakers and the Traitors
so Arm A Weapon for Armageddon cuz Harm Is Destined to Find You
that's why it's Time To Rhyme True like your sick from the Swine Flu
is it a sign to start Killing Pigs tell me who the Villian Is Chillin With
are our hearts Still In This cuz empty graves seem to be Filling Quick
that's why I stand Ready like they'll never Get Me I'm straight Paranoid
in my head There's A Voice saying don't let it Scare Ya Boy Share The Joy
before the Epic War were Headed For we have to get ourselves Untangled
their programmings on every Channel can't you see were becoming the Example
so load up your Ammo and prepare to leave um Mangled if they take the Gamble
I'll be a modern day Rambo decked out in Camo fuck um all this shit is Handled