It's All About To End

Religion in society’s what I'm getting inspired from

My head is saying write this song, but be prepared, it might be long

It'll take seconds to get the type of clock or kind of watch with a timer on

It doesn't matter; it's still a fucking timeless song

Is there life beyond? Or is science wrong?

Fuck what the Bible wants; I'm knowing what's right and wrong

I’m like the God's son went ahead and died for us

We just need to find a cross, the same type the Christ was on

And I'll get on; so only one life is lost

I will sacrifice the lot and only want a kind response

So don't worship me, go and get a hearse for me

Don't write a verse for me, just saying out the words I speak

Cause personally, I see they burnt Jesus to the third degree

I got the idea, you twist what I say and bring out the worst in me

Plus the hearse is the only time you'll dig up dirt on me

And that's the end so close the motherfucking curtains, please

It's all about to end; it's all about to end

We could start it up again

But it's all about to end, all about to end

Yeah, it's so repetitive; you need to stop the negatives

From entering our heads again, it enters in, just exit it

How long you gonna be consumed with this pathetic shit?

Heaven won't let ‘em in ‘cause of what their sexual preference is

I ain't perfect, I ain't saying I'm heaven sent

The first thing they need to change is that fucking judgmental shit

Hear what I'm saying and don't be taking offence to this

You obviously don't see the positivity in these messages

They've already had like two fucking testaments

They needed a third one now; I wonder what the new message is

We believe it's like a presence with no evidence

Looking at the sky with no real knowledge of where our heaven is

They're really more concerned with debt and where their credit lives

And benefits, you wanna be an angel? Go and get some wings

‘Cause humans made up angels, they made up everything

We made up Christmas, different religions, we made up wedding rings

So don't censor it, try and make some sense of it

Jesus knows you’s got cash, can you go and spend a bit

And pay big dollars for your God to go repent your sins

L. Ron Hubbard wants to buy some expensive shit

If Christ is asking you for money, that's offensive, shit

I didn't know they had any currency up where heaven is

And there's a devilish smile on my devil's lips

The exorcist, taking every kid and giving sense to them

Too many wars won, but something that needs gone

Simply together, speaking the lie, speak of a better time

Oh, there were too many lives lost, but something we needs gone

We're living the lie, always together now, sing together now

It's all about to end; it's all about to end

We could start it up again

But it's all about to end, all about to end

I understand if they wanted to go all make believe

But God didn't write the Bible, it is make believe

They going to hell, they caught the gay disease

Take your ego out, cause everyone of them is the same as me

You need a change some things, change the way your brain perceives

How other people live their life, whatever person they’re made to be

I'm seeing everything that Satan’s seen

And that still doesn't come close to when he faces me

It's getting cold so rapidly oh my brain will freeze

Put your hands together, I don't mean clap, pray for me

I see these motherfuckers chasing me, chasing me

I'll be waiting at the end patiently, patiently

Dig deep to the soul to know a human's worth

God is really a metaphor for the universe

Why hate homosexuals? What? They're too absurd?

Why abuse someone's choices when they weren't there to choose them first?

This is too superb, which life do you prefer?

Lucifer? Why's the sky the limit when the moon was first?

When your times up, will you still believe in your faith?

Believe what you want, he works in mysterious ways

Too many wars won, but something that needs gone

Simply together, speaking the lie, speak of a better time

Oh, there were too many lives lost, but something we needs gone

We're living the lie, always together now, sing together now

It's all about to end; it's all about to end

We could start it up again

But it's all about to end, all about to end