This is the end my friends this is the end gone are the fabled days of yore
Never to live to see the sunrise again to feel the world choke in an Indian rope
I feel the weight crushing down and to feel the moon of oncoming darkness
This is the end my friends this is the end gone are the fabled days of yore
Never to live to see the sunrise again to feel the world choke in an Indian rope
I am touching the void like that of the ghost of Troy where once was life has now been destroyed
Only my father can hear me now as I solemnly make this eternal vow I feel the weight crushing down
And to feel the moon of oncoming darkness all of this is a useless and pathetic ploy
Never to live to see the sunrise again to feel the world choke in an Indian rope
I am touching the void like that of the ghost of Troy where once was life has now been destroyed
I cannot think or fathom what is to come when everything has now become undone
The serpent will arise into the Great Leviathan to find his unforgiven and his bastard son
The great beast will open the abyss and will unleash the Master Hades and the wrathful Titans
The messiah will never ever see the light of day how his followers will their lives to pray
Never to live to see the sunrise again the blood will rain down for this oncoming annihilation
