The birth pangs
We have had our last chance
The arm is at the door
Evil is erupting, it is coming
His agents are at hand
Atheistic passion breathes the wave of persecution
Locked together in hatred this is hell unleashed upon us
Apocalypse, Apocalypse
Behold Apocalypse, behold the dawn
All the children share in flesh and blood
Abandoned and ashamed
Crucified in violence and in rage
Infected and deceived
Terrifying darkness breeds the slave
Faithless and perverse
Ride the naked serpent through the ashes
On the burning scales of the earth
Apocalypse, Apocalypse
Behold Apocalypse, behold the death
Desolation, we are revelation
We are nothing, we are insane
We are nothing, we are insane
Apocalypse, Apocalypse
Behold Apocalypse, behold the pain
Time is running out of time
Behold the pain before a child is born
Writer(s): Jeff Clayton, Jason Scott Hartley, Eric Clayton, Erich Nathan V. Hala, Charles A. Cooper, Jeffrey Benjamin Huckaby, Eric Clayton Huckaby, Jayson Heart
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