In the End of Days, Pt. 1

Truth and light are shunned, famine and death, have ravaged these lands The wrong king was crowned, no where to run or hide, in the end of days The beast and his men, gather their might, to make their last stand The heavens open their gates, to pour out it's wrath, and blow them all awat Behold the rider in white, behold the one true king His robe is dipped in blood, the host of heavens surround him One day the night will pass and dawn will come again For I was born to die to bring you to the light Cuz in the end of days all will fade away All will fade away