Uncle Slam Judgement Day
Here it comes there's no escape my time for life is
through
Nothing that I testify can be construed as truth
Uncle's had his eye on me he's seen things I've done
There is nowhere left to hide there is no place left to
run
I'm out of time
I'm out of life
I'm just a fool
Certain fear rips through my mind denial fills my voice
Stripped down found out no eternal choice
Quarantined within myself to analyze my life
Entity that cannot be dismemberance of the mind
TOO LATE
TIME'S UP
MY FATE IS IN HIS HANDS
Dust to dust ash to ash bury me in shame
Use the night so no one sees keep secret day by day
Act as if I never was erase me from this earth
Fear life fear death keep fear with each new birth
It's time to pay
X-ray the brain
