This is the end I see it now as the wind blows south. I know you've heard this all before. A hundred years and nothing's changed. How long can you carry on this way? Chariots and fire, I have heard the trumpet sound. This land will not endure this constant raging war. Now that you see the proof do you see my point of view? As judgement makes it's way through, where are you? This city is raped of it's own existance, the fire consumes. We must flee, we must flee! Sound out the cries of your doom. Destruction upon destruction, the whole land is ransacked. This is the end, My God! And darkness covers the land so empty and so desolate. The mountains tremble so violent. There was no life. The crops gone dry are now wilderness and desert. And all the cities were broken down. This land will mourn in regret as the heavens become black. Through pain and anguish, stretch out your hands. As pride is revealed as shame! This is the end!
