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End of Days is the first and current theme for The Corre.

Theme Lyrics

I've had enough
I'll make them see
They'll never take another drop of blood from me.

And judge you all
One final bow.
I'll be your end of days.

Blood in the streets.
The royals fall.
I will do what i must until i see them crawl
Up to me,
Where they will see
I'll be your end of days.
I'll be your end of days.

I'll be your end of days.

Black road judges
Bring the gavel down, goodbye
Tell me all the ways that i went wrong.
They lock us up forever.
Give em, half a chance.
Outta sight, outta mind, same old dance.

Keep whoever's down
Cue their every sound
The more you try to silence me
The more I'm gaining breath

I've had enough
I'll make them see
They'll never take another drop of blood from me.

And judge you all
One final bow.
I'll be your end of days.
Blood in the streets.
The royals fall.
I will do what i must until i see them crawl
Up to me,
Where they will see
I'll be your end of days.
I'll be your end of days.

Things by bad hands
Pick and pocket money gone
Laughing to themselves
And forget your name

Make your petty promises
And go and sell your future
We all out of bone
Whose to blame

Keep whoever's down
Cue their every sound
The more you try to silence me
The more I'm gaining breath

I've had enough
I'll make them see
They'll never take another drop of blood from me.

And judge you all
One final bow.
I'll be your end of days.
Blood in the streets.
The royals fall.
I will do what i must until i see them crawl
Up to me,
Where they will see
I'll be your end of days.
I'll be your end of days.

I'll be your end of days.

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