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Bonus: Your Time Has Come Video (MV)




Performed By: Ruminator
Language: English
Length: 2:21
Written by: Benedict Garman




Ruminator - Bonus: Your Time Has Come Lyrics




This flock o' birds ain't up to no good
Gonna pluck out your eyes, use your brains for food
Cos you burned their homes, and you chopped their woods
Now they're on the war path and they're out for blood

And the wild folk too, angry animals are coming
Gonna rip off your limbs, gonna gouge out your stomach
You can run, and you can hide, you can stand and try to fight
But it's too late, you done it, you snuffed out the light

Your time has come
And you brought it on
Now the end is nigh
And you all gonna die... Even if

You can sing all you wanna, holler help real loud
Cos the writing's on the wall and it reads purty bad
Says you all done wrong, and your time has come
Winged agents of the Lord, are here to blot out the sun

Stand up or fall down, kneel, pray, o' kiss the ground
It don't matter what you say, all you sinners gotta pay
And when the rivers turned red, and the earth is scored and dead
And the oceans done rised, purged and put out yo' fires

Oh your time has come
And you brought, brought it on
Now the end is nigh
And you all gonna die... Even with

Those bunkers in the ground, can't save your soul
And your ships on the seas, can't resist the whirlpool
The bombers in the clouds, can't stop the bell toll
Cos its mother out to get you and she's unstoppable

The darkness and the stars they'll forget you was here
In a heartbeat, in a decade, in a million years
What's that you say? 'Is there really no hope?'
Well I'm afraid, boys and girls, the answer is: nope

So your time has come
And you brought, you brought it on
Now the end is nigh
And you all, you all gonna die
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This flock o' birds ain't up to no good
Gonna pluck out your eyes, use your brains for food
Cos you burned their homes, and you chopped their woods
Now they're on the war path and they're out for blood

And the wild folk too, angry animals are coming
Gonna rip off your limbs, gonna gouge out your stomach
You can run, and you can hide, you can stand and try to fight
But it's too late, you done it, you snuffed out the light

Your time has come
And you brought it on
Now the end is nigh
And you all gonna die... Even if

You can sing all you wanna, holler help real loud
Cos the writing's on the wall and it reads purty bad
Says you all done wrong, and your time has come
Winged agents of the Lord, are here to blot out the sun

Stand up or fall down, kneel, pray, o' kiss the ground
It don't matter what you say, all you sinners gotta pay
And when the rivers turned red, and the earth is scored and dead
And the oceans done rised, purged and put out yo' fires

Oh your time has come
And you brought, brought it on
Now the end is nigh
And you all gonna die... Even with

Those bunkers in the ground, can't save your soul
And your ships on the seas, can't resist the whirlpool
The bombers in the clouds, can't stop the bell toll
Cos its mother out to get you and she's unstoppable

The darkness and the stars they'll forget you was here
In a heartbeat, in a decade, in a million years
What's that you say? 'Is there really no hope?'
Well I'm afraid, boys and girls, the answer is: nope

So your time has come
And you brought, you brought it on
Now the end is nigh
And you all, you all gonna die
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Writer: Benedict Garman
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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