Simonisarapper – Horns of the Apocalypse
Genre Rap

LYRIC
Horns of the Apocalypse

Refrain

Here comes the horns of the apocalypse
Makin' you think about all that you did
These are the horns of the apocalypse
Makin' you realize that all you did was useless
Blow the horns of the apocalypse
And sound all your despair along with
Hear the horns of the apocalypse
And appreciate every last moment

Verse 1

Here comes the end, the apocalypse
As the blood moon covers the sun in eclipse
As Armageddon pausеs in ellipsis
The beginning of thе end, this is genesis
Matricide on Mother Nature, Calypso
Matchin' cyanide offered by
Cleopatra's mind with her erotica lips so
Fast at night I can cut and slit slow
The wrists of life, I'm tempted by hips though
Enslaved by lies and desire got me crippled
Taken and tied in a web by a widow
Please free my mind since I'm caught in this shit show
I'm just a slave made to pave the road
And I'll just beg "save my soul"
But I can't, I'll just crave her more
And now I'm made to savor souls

Bridge

Save our souls
Save our souls
Save our souls
Save our souls
Save us
Save our souls
Save us
Save our souls
Save us
Save our souls
Save us
Save our souls
Please save us
Save our souls
Please save us
Save our souls
Please save us
Save our souls
Please save us
Save our souls

Refrain

Here comes the horns of the apocalypse
Makin' you think about all that you did
These are the horns of the apocalypse
Makin' you realize that all you did was useless
Blow the horns of the apocalypse
And sound all your despair along with
Hear the horns of the apocalypse
And appreciate every last moment

Verse 2

See, shit's rough, but life is tough love
I'll bleed and vomit blood, or maybe I'll cough it up
Watchin' the atomic dove create a fungal puff
As I lift my thumb, I see that life is fucked
Everyone's outta luck 'cause they're all stuck
By regret or lust, chained to the wall by cuffs
As their skin rusts, and the crowd is in a fuss
Since no final trump card will make the dealer bust
You can just wait for evangelion
Or evangelists to tell you to avenge all eons
Without advantages, terrorized by a song
As your mind is sterilized by the concept of wrong
And with every new bandage, the tremorous night dawns
And you realize all your effort was as a pawn
And you'll always be alone, wishin' everythin's gone
You can't advance, no, the damaged path is too long
And I don't wanna be alone since I'm just an animal
Hidin' under a parasol with paracetamol
And I can't feel my skull, with a pair of set of dull
Horns screechin' through my bones, cryin' save my soul
Parricide on Calypso, suicide with no note
Pest aside, I'm doin' low, and my slit's so slow
My sickle's only hope, to reap and end woe
Turn the dove, to a crow and burn the stage and steal the show
Burn it all up and burn it more, turn it all up and tear the torn
Burn it all up and let it soar, turn it all up and save the scorn
Burn it all up and just ignore, turn it all up and end the born
Burn it all up and close the door, turn it all up and sound the horn
Burn it all up and let them go, burden of a broken soul
Burn it all up and give a home, lurkin' in the void alone
Burn it all up and leave and go, purgatory and burn slow
Burn it all up and start to mourn, burn it to save our souls

Outro

Please save us [save us
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Please save us [save us
Please save us [save us
Please save us
Please save us
Please save us
Please save us

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