Apocalypse
Run and hide for the fires consume,
All that is left in its sight,
You cannot run nor escape its loom,
You are its tonight.
Hell breaks loose with a thunderous roar,
And demons spring to Earth,
This is your end; your life is no more,
It's been set since birth.
The horrid sounds of people dying,
The screams of a million souls,
Above your head spirits are flying,
They're eyes black as Cole.
Screaming you kneel and hide,
Covering your head and hold tight,
Your mind is completely clueless inside,
Could God end man tonight?