sunset on the end of days Capital City's burning in flames Ocean swept your possessions away Welcome to the end of days The sunset on the end of days
death while the beats knocking Plot by the devil in a blue dress and chief stockings Spiritual last, equipped with physical mass Able to think quick and bring miracles to pass The lost wonder of dark days
butterfly in a glove, double fisted Silver streak, mean rays of purple haze White widow, the flames, ponder in his veins Now, wandering in days, no signs
That's the path of light, laugh to afterlife Earthly primitive disturbing images Center of attention, feel my inner-tension Conquest original, intent to purify spirit Regiment descend
hide Inside, they ain't strapped for the ride it's suicide I spread like a fungus, ran the devil from among us Let the rain in the days in the valley
see Grym Reap be morbid Since pieces of the lost civilization in the past Had my photographs etched inside of pyramids To laugh at this revelation, without 365 days
of you rodents make the same claim Each one of them have tasted the end of my sword I strike back with a vengencev The father of your descendants And
the living Pour it down the drain I'm a rambler where near-dead herds take their place Whenever they suffer Death pays the piper Rising and descending
into seconds. and the days flow into weeks. as the months become the years. just tell me that you'll keep your promise to me. and never give up on yourself as the days
circumstance beyond our control, oh oh oh The phone, the TV and the news of the world Got in the house like a pigeon from hell, oh oh oh Threw sand in our eyes and descended
then the likeness only goes so deep As clouds approach the facing shore And although two pairs of shoes sit by the door I can't pretend, I don't descend
I'll sing you songs of love again And when I get too drunk to sing We'll walk in the Irish rain Forever more I've stepped ashore My sailing days are
and her sails in rags And the cook in scuppers with the staggers and the jags (chorus) On the King's birthday we put to sea, We were 91 days to
My Donegal Shore Oh I know its not right reminiscing tonight Of days that are gone and returning no more For the girl I dream of has another mans
You fall around these lights where You made me come, dear Leave all the days behind that made you run. I sure forget the days that you told me to I was
beautiful place Where trees and flowers grew Where deer squirrels had their home Now rotting are their bones Where raging waters grind the earth I go to end my days
be brought up n the air to the palaces of Asgard. They will ride upon the rainbow and fade side by side with the gods on the end of days. ASGARD -
Can't shake these thoughts Can't slip this skin Can't open up Can't let you in Descending into darkness Descending into madness All used up My days