Thy End Comes Poem by Bobby Butterfield

Days before thy end comes
chaos will erupt
buildings to ashes
bones to dust
and all thee will forget who we are
we animal's will turn to thy beast
and all light will go dark
and all living will decay
for thy end come's, nothing will be in the way
no more will be said
thy for now, our god is dead
thy to much blood has been shed
when thy end come's
all thy answer's shall be answerd
all thy undiscoverd shall be discoverd
all unforgived will be forgived
the unheard will be heard
the blind will see
the deaf will here
our names shall be forgotten
and our soul's shall rest
and thy eyes shall be shut for eternity
as we break from evil sin
let us thy our new journey begins