I have seen the wasted youth that have no fear of dying
Seen the other prophecies that we should start denying
Look at my, look at my plan ahead chaos coming to a head
There'll be black thunder, there'll be lightening
I've seen a million faces, I've seen a million days
Take a look down and realise there's not much left to say

This might change your mind

I've seen the writing on the wall, and I know it all too well
I've heard enough, the road is looking rough
I know this all too well

Superstition, do you believe your lucky number's seven
You might as well convinve yourself that we're all going to heaven
Can't believe in a sacred god that gives me wine from water
He'll never say you'll never know just what's around the corner

I look back and wonder just why no one saw it coming
I'm looking forward to the time we're fighting and we're running
We could live another thousand years no one can tell
Take your apocalyptic thoughts and you go straight to hell
This won't change you feeble stupid fucked up little mind

I've seen the writing on the wall
And I know it all to well
I've seen the writing on the wall
And I know it all to well
I've heard enough
The road is looking rough
Tomorrow's wasted time