Ron Ron - This Is The End lyrics

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Ron Ron - This Is The End lyrics

It's the end Hold your breath and count to ten Feel the Earth move and then Hear my heart burst again (hook) [Ron Ron] They just cancelled my RFID chip, I need it to keep my family eating So I'm in the streets creeping, dodging the drones and sweepers Amidst the hundreds of homeless people Under the shadow of your steeples using decaying bodies to build our own cathedral Internally bleeding the demons feed on the meek and diseased Until they're weak in the knees and the fever reaches its peak Stay with a heater or pray for peace 'Cause the only safety against the beast is raising a piece until the caged are free They call 'em make believe conspiracy theories please We were wide eyed and awake while you sheeple sleep on your pleated sheets Now you see as bodies burn in piles of steaming meat The Constitution still on fire inside of the eyes of those that are free So raise a blade or bayonet and pay the brave respect 'Cause on the day you're dead all that's left is to just embrace your d**h So as the sun sets on acres of the burning flesh I hold the torch until my hands are scorched and stand the only left (hook) [Coal Cash] Survival ways raised by earthquakes and tidal waves Aids made for the worth rate to reverse the fate of final days A vital stage contagious psychos of viral slaves In an age of psychos where the cycles are cooked by microwaves We might go crazed lazed by solar rays and ultraviolet Eyelids finally close when they get closer to the ultraviolet Occultist science defiance to what they're trying to prosper Dropping DMT in hopes of seeing me like Ayahuasca With fire chakra came to chop the kundalini serpent Certain that they watch you when they ?? into your TV circuit A sleazy circus who worship the human genocide That defy apotheosis prognosis is that we're dead inside Instead of rise rather surmise the sky's falling While we crawl into a ball of ?? with eyes balling Stolen for time I'm pulling crimes of the minds of maniacs Perhaps the ?? rhyme for the paradigm at how insane we act (hook)

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