Apocalypse

Open the book Turn another page These are the signs Of the end of the age There will be days Everybody will pretend To have the solution False prophets Will deceive people With illusions There will be days No peace left on earth No freedorn Earthquakes everywhere Wars between Nations and kingdoms There will be days The moon Will not give its light The sun will be darkened And the stars Will fall from the sky There will be days Brother will hate brother Sister will betray sister Children will kill Their fathers and mothers There will be days Everybody will deny salvation Love will wax cold Humanity lost in abomination At this time Men will see the son of man Coming on clouds With great power and glory With the angelic army And trumpet sounds Open the book Turn another page These are the signs Of the end of the age