Doomsday
You have your life your pathetic little life
Don’t you enjoy what they have given you?
Don’t complain better wash these chain or you’ll feel the pain
Oh yes It’s true, hurry up fast must prepare your mask, the show’s coming sooner than you think, what you’re saying what you’re praying?
That the end is coming soon, so you better start to choose
But you sold your soul now you know
Do you really want to know where you're going sir?
Down in the ground where you must return

Now let’s go! It’s getting cold, I’m being sold I’m must decide
Will I say no and take the blow or this will be one hell of a ride
They’ll mark your hand cause they’re your friend
Don’t you really trust who’s in charge?
What I’m going to do when they come at you and me to see who’s blind

But I love all my possession and I’m scared of the evil eye
So I sold my sold, now I know
Do you really want to tell me where I’m going sir?
Down In the ground where I must return

Day by day everything goes by, down in the streets everybody go blind
But we don’t care so garb a snare go down the stairs and you won’t believe your eyes
What’s the matter? Me? What’s the matter? You?
Must enter stage and choose our path
The light is here, you don't have to wait
Just step aside It’s pretty mad
And we’re all, all invited to witness the hand of doom
And we sold our sold, now we know
Do we really want to know we where we’re going sir?
Down in the ground where we must return

You’re already dead, you're in hell
You’ve been lie to all your life
Don’t answer the phone don’t talk to anyone
Prepare yourself prepare yourself
Cause this is doomsday!