Текст песни End of Days (The Corre) - Jim Johnston feat. Shaman's Harvest

I'll be your End of Days

I've had enough
I'll make them see
They'll never take another drop of blood from me
Your judges fall, their final bow
I'll be your End of Days

Blood in the streets
The Royals fall
I will do what I must till I see them crawl up to me
Where they will see
I'll be your End of Days

I'll be your End of Days

Black-robed judges bring the gavel down, goodbye
Tell me all the ways that I went wrong
They lock us up forever given half a chance
Out of sight, out of mind, same old dance

Keep the rebels down
Kill their every sound
The more you try to silence me
The more I'm gaining ground

I've had enough
I'll make them see
They'll never take another drop of blood from me
Your judges fall, their final bow
I'll be your End of Days

Blood in the streets
The Royals fall
I will do what I must till I see them crawl up to me
Where they will see
I'll be your End of Days

I'll be your End of Days

Tainted smiles, glad hands, pick your pocket, money gone
Laughin' to themselves then they turn away
Make a bet and promise but they go and sell your future
We allowed to vote, tell me who's to blame

I've had enough
I'll make them see
They'll never take another drop of blood from me
Your judges fall, their final bow
I'll be your End of Days

Blood in the streets
The Royals fall
I will do what I must till I see them crawl up to me
Where they will see
I'll be your End of Days

I'll be your End of Days