Don't you see the world is ending?
And every day you play the fool.
The things you grasp, cannot protect you.
The wrath of God is now your due.
The shiny things that stole your heart,
they cannot pay for all your sins.
The path you chose to take in life,
is not the one that wins.
You pale with a sickness,
that is darker than you know.
Your soul has paid an awful price,
now off to Hell you go.