Born From Pain - Judgement

Judgement…
It’s in the air
You can’t escape it You can’t prepare
We’ve had our chances
We’ve played our part
See it coming down
Hitting hard
Judgement strikes
It strikes us down
Society’s sickness' grown
In all our hearts without a sound
Judgement strikes
We rise to fall
Time is drawing nearer
Read the writings on the wall
In times when everything we have
Turns to everything we had
Pre-meditated, self-inflicted, manufactured is our…
Judgement!