Judgement Day

i had a brush with fate
i painted with pain and jumped for joy
put the radio on and pressed play
but there was just so much noise
sigh i've got nothing left to say
but i still try to find my inner voice
it's kind of like going to see the gospel choirs on sundays
or hearing the sounds of the playground full of girls and boys

if i had my way
this would last forever
but it's not my lucky day
now i know that nothing lasts forever
cause i've seen relationships change
like hourglasses and shattered mirrors
civilians getting shot down at the shooting range
bodies flying with faces full of terror

nothing will ever be the same
the day the angels and demons roamed the earth
no one knows who is to blame
for unleashing this wretched curse
but we soon need to wake
up and smell the roses and taste the dirt
cause memories of the prophet mohammad came
to me in my dreams so that every man and woman in this world will know its worth

we're all spinning in a cyclone just to be saved
we burn with desire like an erupting volcano
we get soaked in sewage by insane hurricanes
and we get whisked away by wild tornados
sooner or later, we all fall prey to the chase
of the tsunamis and the submarine's torpedos
feel your nerves break from the impact of the earthquakes
flash floods flow through the sands of time for all we know

sandstorms send signals for the end of days
but we're getting bombarded by snow, hail, and rain
when thunder roars, lightning strikes and we get derailed trains
of course she's divorced but mother nature never changed
its like they say, there's a thin line between love and hate
and i don't know if it's doomsday or just fate
but it's the 29th of may
and we're on the eve of judgement day