The Apocalypse

In the middle of the night
I look for some cracks
The walls seems firm
But I feel that they will fall anytime
Dear, it seems that time lied for you all
About your fucking choices, you know?

Nobody wants to know what I am
No one can read my eyes
But everyone can find me
Everyone can hurt me
Everyone can hear me
Everyone can jugde me

But I see cracks on these walls
It's seems like the house is falling apart on us
Cause I see the demons getting off the walls

Breaking all the fake architecture you build
With lies he take the crown
With truth we'll knock they down

Cause the democracy is not dead
And we know how to put this shit on the road
On the road, on the road

In the middle of the night
When the rain fell on the ground
The clouds said that would be the end

You've been looking for some places
Trying to hide the truth
In the other side of the screen
You spell non-sense shit

You spell non-sense shit
On the TV, on the TV
And to the people who
And to the people who likes you
To justify the sickness of a motherfucker
But I see cracks on these walls
I see cracks on these walls
But I see the cracks on these walls
On these walls, on these walls
It's seems like the house is falling apart on us
Cause I see the demons getting off the walls
Oh