Marching troops through the fields
Were going to begin
All our lives become a flash
Into the past
Chorus
People running through the streets
Praying down on their knees
Their not ready to defend
Wasted souls lost to the end
To the End! To the End!
Youve had your chances all through your life
Recieve the Jesus the Christ
Watching laughing as people pray
Your time has wasted you away
Chorus
The Evil one moves to and fro
Waiting for you to grow
All your chances he will decieve
He wants your soul to bleed
Chorus
