These Last Days

The light of fools
The time is new
They walk in a haze n a daze
Death is soon at hand but not today
In these
In these Last Days

Tommorrow they borrow
With their head hung in sorrow
They buy up everything
But their soul it wont save
In these
These last days...

They wear their masks to keep away
From the covid.. but the Lord will soon sound his trumpet...
And the saved up in the sky will go up it
But the damned... they will remain
In these... these last days

The mark of the beast
They thought was some fairy tale game
Tortured and in torment
They thought all the time in the world remained...
In these
These last days..

They try to hide amongst the shadows
But the 7 headed beast will feast
To be headed to the gallows would be much easier..
Than their fate in these ..these last days...

For these last days
You can now see will be full of hardship
Torment and pain...
Go at once and worship... may be the last chance at hand..
But still they'll wait....and see...
And blame it all on the world
And complain...
That they were in a confused state
In these...
These last days