Like a samurai I grasp my gourd
I walk a path untraveled
a lost soul in this big world, a wayward with a sword
and I watched as it all unraveled
all of the worlds crumbled to ash
and scattered into the wind
even now as our swords clash
this is when the worlds end
fight or flight the choice is yours
stand and battle with everything on the line
or run for the doors
either way your ending is sour like a lime
this is how the worlds end
no more help to lend
no more money to give
no more time to live
no more tending the crops
no more preparing for when the bomb drops
this is why the worlds end.
So where will you stand
on the land about to break
will you be the hero
the zero
the lover
the hater
the fighter
the tool
the fool
or will you run from it all
before you fall
and get eliminated trying to fend
while the worlds end.
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