Judgment Day YCK

[Chorus]
The day of the reckoning, day of the judgment
Gradually beckoning, foul and repugnant
Torment is on the horizon
Found the Medusa done sunken her eyes in
The weight of defecting, weight of the hatred
Famine’s attempting to ruin the acreage
Driving us to our demise
Indoctrinate and proselytize

[Verse 1]
Set alight longing to get it right
Beam in my cup should be putting my head upright yuh
I’m no mercenary, but a job is a job
Excommunicado at the top of the top
Twеaked out motherfucking junkies scoopеd up, all of the molly percocet
559, like it’s Raccoon City, with the undead but I ain’t turning yet
Knocking on my sternum to revive me
Bodies oughta burn em' and the tower made of ivory’s tumbling
Termination imminent, finally
Been anticipating but you not about to find me struggling
End of the world announced, went and unfurled an ounce
Of a bootleg therapeutic cure
Made a reserve account, heaving and hurling pounds
Had a substance they’ve been using more