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Rated: E · Poetry · Dark · #1909499
Inspired by the Mayans phrophecy...
I was born in a storm
That flattened a city
I'm a hurricane that came
And showed no pity
I'm a doomsday child
Crying loud and wild
I'm the end of days
Better change your ways

It's too late for your nation
Preachers of procrastination
One last dance
One last chance
Welcome to annihilation

It's coming to a town near you
Four horsemen gonna ride right through...

Ooooh...ooooh...ooooh...ooooh....aaaaaaagh!

I'm a rush of blood
That fills the veins
I'm a flood of red
That drowns the brain
I'm a dizzy spell
Straight out of hell
I'm a permanent pain
Better change your ways

It's too late for your patience
People of procrastination
One last prance
One last chance
Welcome to annihilation

It's coming to a place near you
Four horsemen gonna ride right through...

Ooooh...ooooh...ooooh...ooooh....aaaaaaagh!

I was killed in a field
As flat as fate
I'm a freeze that flows
And I won't abate
I'm a lesson learnt
I'm a bridge burnt
I'm a passing phase
Better change your ways

It's too late for donation
Patrons of patronization
One last chant
One last chance
Welcome to annihilation

It's coming to a world near you
Four horsemen gonna ride right through...

Ooooh...ooooh...ooooh...ooooh....aaaaaaagh!

It's too late for your patience
It's too late for donation
It's too late for your nation
It's too late for salvation

Better change your ways
Better change your ways
Better change your ways
Better change your ways
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