The skies are rolling back now
and darkness fills the air
the sun shone bright not minutes ago but now you wouldn't dare
to glance at where the hole is, or take it on yourself
to block it with your fingers or brush off life itself
We don't need the light of god now, cause you and I will burn in Hell
There's things out there worse than dying, but you'll see them for yourself
So tempt me with your money, and show a little flesh
there's rotten teeth beneath that smile
an ungodly smell of death
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