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The Time Has Come
[Verse 1]
Time has come, the battle lines are drawn
Revealed directive
Time has come, from king and queenâ
toâ
pawn
Concealed objective
Time hasâ
come, march to the gates ofâ
dawn
Initiate the end inside
Turn this blank page
For a brand newâslate,âaâlost parade
A lastâchance serenade
[Chorus]
I seeâthrough your masquerade
A charlatan, all charade
Your fate lies in waste
And decays
(All along, the pyres of the dead were burning)
Your faith decays
[Verse 2]
Time has gone, doomed to relive the past
Repeat obsession
Unknown sons pray to their predators
Reclaimed possession
Lost empires sing the chorus of their devastation
[Chorus]
I see through your masquerade
A charlatan, all charade
Your fate lies in waste
And decays
[Refrain]
We're gonna need that evac ASAP
Need that, bring that beat back
Need that evac ASAP
Need that, bring that beat back
[Verse 3]
Messiahs, liars and dignitaries
All things move towards their end
Dictators, traitors and adversaries
All things move towards their end
Walking towards tomorrow, torn by sorrow, blind to light
[Refrain]
We're gonna need that evac ASAP
Need that, bring that beat back
Need that evac ASAP
Need that, bring that beat back
[Verse 4]
Empires in fire, forever disgraced
All things move towards their end
Desires expired, condemned to this plague
All things move towards their end
Broken, torn and hollow, mourn tomorrow's endless fight
Time will tell as it always prevails
Detailing all our faults, our flaws, false starts and fails
Nurtured
Perverted
Undone
[Bridge]
Time has come, initiate the end
The end inside
Time has come, initiate the end
The end inside
[Verse 5]
Messiahs, liars and dignitaries
All things move towards their end
Dictators, traitors and adversaries
All things move towards their end
Walking towards tomorrow, torn by sorrow, blind to light