Slouching Towards Bethlehem
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed again
Moving its slow Thighs across the World
Slouching Towards Bethlehem we crawl
No Savior Comes, No Trumpet Calls
To Be Born
No Savior Comes, No Trumpet Calls
Crawling towards Bethlehem… to be born
Slouching… slouching…
Towards Bethlehem we Fall
Never To Be Born Again
Towards Bethlehem We Crawl
The Cradle Burns, The Mother Falls
We birthed the beast that now devours
We birthed the beast that now consumes us all
This is the way the World Ends
This is the way the World Ends
This is the way the World Ends
This is the way the World Ends
This is the way the World Ends
This is the way the World Ends
Not with a bang but a whimper
-Lyrics by Eric Moore