The end is coming.
It’s almost here
Driven by hate
Feeding on your fears
And the fear of those
Like you
Who know it’s coming
But don’t know what to do
Who run and hide
In futile distraction
While to ones who create it
Try to take action
To stop the beast
Of their design
They went to far
They crossed the line
Into this world
Of never-ending hell
But we must fight
We must rebel
For if our lives
Are at stake
You’d be surprised
The risks we’ll take
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