The beginning of sorrow has come
You cannot build but can destroy with what is left on earth
Damage, now permanent, is yet enhanced day by day by unstoppable =
greed
You are never truly happy unless one suffers more than yourself
The choice is none, you will live in a world where you must fight a =
battle
Some weaker, some stronger, in termination we'll die as one
We fight amongst ourselves, enhanced by racial difference
Our hatred never to diminish, it's just growing and growing 'till =
out day of release
We race towards the years of tribulation, where wars, plagues and =
the antichrist
What is the antichrist?
What is it's form?
Questions still asked yet unanswered
No need for answers, with it's arrival brings sorrow, a sorrwo sonn =
dealt upon all
Perhaps it's a pestilence in a form of virus spreading in it's own =
epidemic
Perhaps it is famine killing off millions
Does this happen 'cause we lack enough food
One man's greed affects others less privileged, a cruel form of =
population control
Why does this happen?
It is predestined fate not open for reason or change
It's all been predicted, we'll die in vast numbers of a sickness =
that has no known cure
We'll play the unknowing yet all are aware tribulation is here now =
for sure