The End
They say that the end is coming.
They say that the end is near.
Our judgment day
And dark dismay
Will very soon be here.
They say the dark is coming.
They say the dark is strong.
Our judgment day
And dark dismay
Will be here before long.
They say the reaper's coming.
They say the reaper's sharp.
Our judgment day
And dark dismay
Will hand us horns or harp.
I say the end is coming.
I say the end is nigh.
But why waste my life
Fearing my final strife?
Too much to do 'fore I say 'Good-bye.'