The End Song

I cry for you every day

Because there’s no place to runaway

You’ll wish you’d never seen doomsday

Because you’ll have a high price to pay,

Still I’ll feel sorry for you anyway

You’re godless and have no faith to say

Too proud to forgive or pray

No way to keep the wolves at bay,

Give me a clear running stream

Where I can’t hear the screams

Give me the sanctity of sweet dreams

In a world that is not what it seems,

I’m here with you

Those lies I can see through

So little compassion from you

I can almost see the end in view,

To all the angels I ask, “Where are you?”

How do the evil slip through?

Reality has become a world askew

Paid rioting crowds on the avenue,

Forgive me for asking why

A government that’s acting too sly

A beam from above and houses fry

Innocent people needlessly die,

A human race that could have beautiful dreams

Good people coming apart at the seams

You’ve been driven into horrific extremes

The end will not heal or redeem.