The End - Lyrics by Razor


Lyrics
Mike Campagnolo and M-
Bro
City lights are dimming
Kings and Queens alive
Flames of red are burning
As they diminish time
Eyes of greed are rising
The aides of good will send
Conflict of extremity
A cry, it's the end
Crawling from a shaken mind
The prophets as us why
The jaws of the sharpest realm
Leave us all to die
The population's gathered
Persuaded to defend
The weakness is intelligence
The strength is in - The End
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