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Armageddon, Armageddon I can hear you roaring Beyond the sun, the moon and stars There lies my destiny Humble as I am I can see them Hustling and bustling Stumbling and fighting like dogs for power. Crazy as they say I am I'll always serve my master Hypocrites and parasites are trying to reach their golds. Weary as I am and is my body as its gasp for breadth Beyond where the flowers grow The sun is still shining So I know I had to push on through For if life was easy and if the world belonged to man There'd be no pain, no sorrow and no need for tomorrow. Kings and Queens Master and servants Warmongers and the preachers, will they be there tomorrow to Share the sweet fragrant of the heavens? Or will they be sighed in the burning flames? Armageddon, Armageddon I can hear you roaring Like a volcano ready to erupt I can also see the writing on the wall. Fools say in their hearts That there is no God Some say there is no beginning Therefore, there will be no ending So they will live forever and ever Alpha and Omega have no meaning. But woe be on to them For "one day, yes one day, There will be no sun, moon, no stars Yes, one day". [Bryan Wilson 1983] |
