| According to the aztec calender 2012 is the end of the world
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| And time will unwind with a celestual cross in in the skys in sync
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| And in line with itself so forget life as you know it
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| If you wanna view life in the eyes of a poet
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| Peer through mine in this fearful time
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| Where wages are cut but tax keeps growing
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| When the globe collapses on it’s axis
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| Watch men, women and children with axes
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| Fighting for food cause?
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| And they haven’t got jack shit
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| It looks like disasters back with a sting like elastic
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| But on a whole new scale now I’m talking inter galactic
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| Genocide in a moment of madness
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| As some set on the end of days
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| Capital city’s burning in flames
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| Ocean swepped your posessions away
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| Welcome to the end of days
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| As some set on end of days
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| There ain’t no escaping natures rage
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| And I’ve never seen an atheist pray
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| Until the approaching of judgment day
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| Buildings burning
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| Pilgrims verming
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| Children are serving
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| Searching for earnings
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| Old bill are lerking
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| Circle the circuit
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| Cctv cameras are perving
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| Don’t park there if you ain’t got a permit
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| Murders occuring but low level crime is the type their concerned with
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| Yeah with a microchip bill gates is a serpent in person
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| You relied on emergency service 999 says a lot when you turn it
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| The devil in disguise all loves been deserted
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| I’m watching animosity spread like herpes
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| I visualise allien crafts decending on earthlings
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| And all homosapiens left in the dirt like worms when there squirming
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| I smell petrol burning
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| As some set on the end of days
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| Capital city’s burning in flames
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| Ocean swepped your posessions away
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| Welcome to the end of days
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| As some set on end of days
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| There ain’t no escaping natures rage
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| And I’ve never seen an atheist pray
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| Until the approaching of judgment day
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| Insight into a world of decline
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| Like michelle nostradammas mind
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| A moment of peace is harder to find
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| The thicker the skin the darker the mind
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| ___? |
| accompany stars that are sent from the sky
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| A lot of men are repending tonight
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| You wasted your life now wave it goodbye
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| New world orders an anogram of now
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| So we ain’t got time to be standing around
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| Devil’s on your doorstep
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| He’s got you in a tight grip like a forestep thundering down |