Priests on golden thrones are preaching, yet their hearts are filled with spite, 

Candles burn in sacred halls,

Sinners praying for the light. 

Hell is empty now

And devils walk in peace the streets we roam, 

Hypocrites are ruling freely,

In a world they call sweet home

Are you ready for the last judgement?

There’s a story ‘bout a man,

That spoke his truth with daring pride

But the court’s mind closed its courtains, with no justice left inside

The ink in his veins, his earrings,

they saw as his deadly sin

In vain he tried cause the verdict,

was written before he began

War is for the young who bleed,

While the old men do the talk

Prepared for a certain death...

Are the innocents who walk to the front lines of the battle,

For a cause they never choose,

While the rich get drunk with power,

As they have nothing to lose.

Are you ready for the last judgement?