Doomday Hell

The walls they are shaking, doors are breaking, all around Animals are running, fast and very cunning, to the higher grounds Yeah, like a mental merry go round and round Am I facing my doomday hell? I have nothing left to do, but yell And I got no spirit to sell I got rid of my heart as well Now I'm facing my doomday hell I ain't got no tale to tell And I got no soul to sell Hips are shaking, feet are aching, pain is near Glass is breaking, all the shit you're hating, is there everywhere Skies are crumbling, body's are tumbling, the death is near Reeper is calling, souls are crawling, to the underground To my mental private merry go round and around Am I facing my doomday hell? I have nothing left to do, but yell And I got no spirit to sell I got rid of my heart as well Now I'm facing my doomday hell I ain't got no tale to tell And I got no soul to sell Am I facing my doomday hell? I have nothing left to do, but yell And I got no spirit to sell I got rid of my heart as well Now I'm facing my doomday hell I ain't got no tale to tell And I got no soul to sell I got rid of my heart as well (Doomday hell) (Doomday hell) (Doomday hell) (Doomday hell) (Doomday hell) (Doomday hell) (Doomday hell)