End of Days (The Corre) [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