The end of time is drawing near
The angels prepare for the harvest
Separation of the wicked and righteous
The corrupt the fire infest
Sifting of humanity
Extirpation of the heathen
Cast into the infinite holocaust
Where time's end is never seen
Signs of the end have come
Nation will rise against nation
Famines wage war on the land
The birth pains have begun
These omens of sanity are obscured
Though seeing they do not see
They hear but understanding can't find
This people's heart has become calloused
Their eyes they willfully seal
Otherwise their eyes might see
And in turn become healed
Blurred visions
Sanity obscure