End Times Lyrics

We are all gods
Walking so tall
Accepting no blame
Our own private savior
We are all wrong
Nothing special
arrogance, intolerance
What we do best
This make believe
This easy escape
Paying no attention
to the end times
Leaving a stain
Over all of us
covering up your perfect face
Ruining
I will meet you
on the killing floor
New kind of cattle
with a bolt to the skull
We all bleed as one
Waiting for dissection
I can prove it
There is a reason for regret