Thram - If this is the end...

Crazy guys among this population
Makes this hopeful nation
Fear who owns the power

Those words l knew now have no sense of changing
And this young "face-painting"
Will not save your life now

l cannot get out
This is coming
If this is the end
Show respect now
I cannot get out
This is coming
If this is the end
Show me hope now

This whole damned parasites
With no self-love, no self respect
Can make you like a puppet...make shure

The strength has gone with this entire situation
You're weak, you smell like shit
And these poor words cannot save you