The End

City lights are dimming Kings and queens alive Flames of red are burning As they diminish time Eyes of greed are rising The aides of good will send Conflict of extremity A cry, it's the end Crawling from a shaken mind (the end) The prophets ask us why (the end) The jaws of the sharpest realm (the end) Leave us all to die (the end) Population's gathered (the end) Persuaded to defend (the end) The weakness is intelligence (the end) The strength is in (the end)