At the speed of constant change The world begins to lose its way When the hourglass is turned We’ll know it is the final day Life follows its destined path Fulfilling all the prophecy Written down in sacred texts That mark the end of history A prophetic warning cries Words once spoken by the Lord Signs of the end, one by one Each fulfilled, no longer ignored Many men will rise and preach Claiming they are holy saints But their tongues will twist the truth Using Jesus in their taints But the shadow haunts their face Hiding deep behind the skin A false sense of calm and peace That the world will feel within Wars and bombs are set to fall Bathing us in blood and pain Sealed graves and shattered hopes As suffering begins again Hunger crushes humankind Fear and rot take hold Societies will break apart Pillar by pillar, cold The earth will quake and moan The water turns to death The air will choke our lungs Love breathes its final breath Hatred takes the throne The world begins to crack Happiness has lost its place And kissers now attack Plagues will sweep the land Drawing the last thin line Between the life that stays And those who’ve crossed in time The birth of pain begins The great pursuit is near The sun will lose its fire The Moon will disappear Stars will fall to sacred ground Where mourning cloaks the day Upon the world’s bent shoulders Even mountains weep and pray The earth will quake and moan The water turns to death The air will choke our lungs Love breathes its final breath Hatred takes the throne The world begins to crack Happiness has lost its place And kissers now attack