Apocalypse 57

smash attack
grab gat
rat tat tat on that motha fuckin ass
I don't know why I'm always fuckin sinnin
the voices in my head give me visions
cataclysmic beginnings
with evil satans
pitch forks and demons
now I'm kinda thinking
is this a past life
or is this were im going
I'm no saint
and never claimed to be
I'm a fuck up
I died once on an OD
fuckin resuscitate me
now you cursed me
you cant go to heaven if you already have seen
im doomed
it's fuckin hypocrisy
capitalist nations
and catholic churches that  serve them
this is the beginning of the end
aliens controlling are every thought in are brain
government testing
population control
marshal laws with
states of emergency
this is the ending