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