Apocaliptic visions
Are runnin through my head
And as I see tomorrow
The hope for light is dead.

As wind of changes bring smoke
Of fire near our town
And as I see tomorrow
The fire'll never frown.

The people flog dead horses
Expecting things to change
I will accept the sorrow
This grimm reality.

Again pathetic smiles
On faces of the flock
As death takes one step closer
Dont work around the clock.

Wake up you non believers
And listen to my words
This time you cannot kill me
I Am the voice of God.