We all have the same dream
And the world didn't deny
What did we do
Turn us up ass!
Ride in the stories, in the sky!
What the periphery of a tragic lie
Delusional, confusion, I, the comedic
Let down, the lucky one
Black bugs fill the trees
What song will you sing
When the world is fine
You like me!

In the end!
Sons of God, rejoice!
In the end!
Together with the one voice!
In the end!
Won't just bend in with the maid!
In the end!
You have to be set free!

Mental mentality leads to fidelity
Our existence, our mortality
With our only reality
And we fall into the dog heap of trial
There were those who marched
Through our dreams anonymously
And they never say a word
Jesus is not the lord of consequence
But the creator of ever ten

In the end!
Sons of God, rejoice!
In the end!
Together with the one voice!
In the end!
Won't just bend in with the maid!
In the end!
You have to be set free!

In the end!
Sons of God, rejoice!
In the end!
Together with the one voice!
In the end!
Won't just bend in with the maid!
In the end!
You have to be set free!

The devil craves out on us vanity
And drunken loves
In the morass and cushions
Oh, me a bit stoned make the truth meaningless
Where the people of the world are now
Disappearing my ass out of two
Don't you know the magnitude
Of the day that wins
Things are so primitive, Jesus definitive
But the world plays

In the end!
Sons of God, rejoice!
In the end!
Together with the one voice!
In the end!
Won't just bend in with the maid!
In the end!
You have to be set free!