At The Churches' End - Impending Doom

Raise your flag-wear your cross

Stand silent of the cost

Our spoiled rotten nation has taken for granted our blessings

Putting more faith in an inconclusive science

Than our maker, our first love

The church age in America is coming to its end, vanished

Gone in the blink of an eye

And then you will see the peace of man

The piece of man that desires death

The worst ways imaginable

The fallacies of our perfections are revealed in the Eradication of our

foundation

Nuclear showers invade our land

Controlled under dark command

Lifeless families lay desolate

While radiation suits stare down upon there deformity

When will you learn humanity needs a savior?

Seek deeper revelation before the fall of a nation

Salvation