Doomsday

Shyner

For years it's been the eleventh hour
I wish you'd leave and go home
Your castle awaits you
While i have plans to change things
For youth not myself
I'd never let another go through
What i went through
The oppression and frustration
The daily dissapointments
The cycle of blaming then loving god
In the future there won't be any doubt
All the children will never feel inadequate
Never feel poor
They will rise to her smile
Against the odds he shall overcome
Your plans for me