Ain't no more sunshine, just rain and cold suffering
Generation born to die with their eyes wide open
The clock strikes
The wrong rights
The mob rules
The second Armageddon, igniting the lit fuse
No turning back& every soldier is on point
Ready to die, the confrontation coming, ready of not
It's on again, It's time to say your prayers again
It's not the end, just the beginning of the end