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According to the aztec calender 2012 is the end of the world |
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And time will unwind with a celestual cross in in the skys in sync |
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And in line with itself so forget life as you know it |
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If you wanna view life in the eyes of a poet |
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Peer through mine in this fearful time |
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Where wages are cut but tax keeps growing |
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When the globe collapses on it's axis |
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Watch men, women and children with axes |
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Fighting for food cause? |
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And they haven't got jack shit |
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It looks like disasters back with a sting like elastic |
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But on a whole new scale now |
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I'm talking inter galactic |
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Genocide in a moment of madness [Chorus:] |
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As some set on the end of days |
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Capital city's burning in flames |
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Ocean swepped your posessions away |
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Welcome to the end of days |
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As some set on end of days |
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There ain't no escaping natures rage |
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And I've never seen an atheist pray |
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Until the approaching of judgment day [Verse 2:] |
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Buildings burning |
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Pilgrims verming |
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Children are serving |
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Searching for earnings |
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Old bill are lerking |
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Circle the circuit |
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Cctv cameras are perving |
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Don't park there if you ain't got a permit |
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Murders occuring but low level crime is the type their concerned with |
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Yeah with a microchip bill gates is a serpent in person |
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You relied on emergency service 999 says a lot when you turn it |
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The devil in disguise all loves been deserted |
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I'm watching animosity spread like herpes |
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I visualise allien crafts decending on earthlings |
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And all homosapiens left in the dirt like worms when there squirming |
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I smell petrol burning [Chorus:] |
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As some set on the end of days |
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Capital city's burning in flames |
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Ocean swepped your posessions away |
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Welcome to the end of days |
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As some set on end of days |
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There ain't no escaping natures rage |
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And I've never seen an atheist pray |
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Until the approaching of judgment day [Verse 3:] |
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Insight into a world of decline |
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Like michelle nostradammas mind |
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A moment of peace is harder to find |
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The thicker the skin the darker the mind [?] accompany stars that are sent from the sky |
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A lot of men are repending tonight |
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You wasted your life now wave it goodbye |
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New world orders an anogram of now |
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So we ain't got time to be standing around |
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Devil's on your doorstep |
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He's got you in a tight grip like a forestep thundering down |
