The Beast Is Here

“The end is near,” I hear the children singing. / The other children cry, “Take ‘em away!” / It’s hard to know why we couldn’t see this coming. / The ends been written on the wall for an age. // Don’t take no eyes of faith, just lines of reason. / Don’t take religion to read a history book, / And there discover power’s inclination / Towards corruption, destruction and control. // And with each new day we just move closer and closer / To that New World Order they’ve been dreaming about. / Now are the days of world tax and regulation, / no more sovereignty of nations. / The Beast is here! // From the wall I see the storm that’s coming. / Down in the city it’s hard to even hear. / The forked-tongues of our politicians / Distorting truth while preaching a doctrine of Fear. // They create a crisis, then they snatch up power, / While hordes of people beg they take a little more, / But those that’d sacrifice their freedom for safety / Don’t deserve neither, our Fathers warned. // And with each new day we just move closer and closer / To that New World Order they’ve been dreaming about. / Now are the days of world tax and regulation, / no more sovereignty of nations. / The Beast is here! // “The end is near,” I hear the children singing. / The other children cry, “Take ‘em away!” / It’s hard to know why we couldn’t see this coming. / The ends been written on the wall for an age. / The ends been written on the wall for an age.