Verse 1: Hello your royal highness/ revelations reached its peek/ Giants/ from the sky come down so they can feed/ upon the weak/ Beasts/ that feast/ on every scream/ As well what's left of the deceased/ I just wish/ this/ Was a dream/ so I can try and go to sleep/ this is crazy/ And maybe/ we've only brought this on ourselves/ I can't help/ but feel we have so we can't blame nobody else/ We've been warned/ now locusts swarm/ like storms/ From the earth/ we've been cursed/ for something worse/ Way before we reached birth/ now we're melting inside the Melting pot/ ready or not/ we've been given so many signs/ While time ticks on the clock/ now time is up/ earth erupts/ From the belly and gut/ While the lava inside the core starts to boil and bust/ Who do you trust?/ in this world when we know we're all humans/ Who are destined to face the same fate/ barried in ruins/ Evolution/ has reached it's due date/ not one of us chooses/ Everybody loses/ inside a world where all is polluted/ Chorus: I'm in my fortress/ paintin' portraits/ of these voices/ In my nightmares/ dreams of corpses/ ash and torches/ Way before I had a highchair/ rigamortis/ ain't too gorgeous/ When it plays inside my ideas/ I don't think we're on the same/ page/ So I'll wait for that to digest/ Verse 2: Seven trumpets sounded signify apacolypse/ this could be the end/ Of everything and all of what exists/ imma 100 percent/ Sure none of this/ can be fixed/ so we embrace/ it/ and we take/ it/ As disaster starts to hit/ but we've gotta move quick/ For the rapture is coming soon/ and when it does the second coming Of Christ/ will rise/ from his thomb/ whatever it is that you believe/ It won't end beautifully/ we're humanly/ incapable nor is there opportunity/ To succeed/ or survive against all odds/ so I'm racin'/ and I'm pacin'/ And I'm prayin'/ to the Gods/ is there something I missed/ Cause there's gotta be more than this/ I could never predict/ That life would stick/ to the script/ Chorus: I'm in my fortress/ paintin' portraits/ of these voices/ In my nightmares/ dreams of corpses/ ash and torches/ Way before I had a highchair/ rigamortis/ ain't too gorgeous/ When it plays inside my ideas/ I don't think we're on the same/ Page/ so I'll wait for that to digest/