Now we're ruled by clowns and criminals
Judged by those who hate us
Beclowned into caricatures
Of the worst we can be
Is this still my country?
The land of the free (if you're rich)

And so, this is how the world ends?
No big bang, no epic battle
Only a whimper as we limp away
As we throw up our hands
And wonder what to do..
This is it?
This is how it ends?

The law's a joke that was never funny in the first place
Thanks for making my country hate again
Treason goes unpunished
Traitors in the halls and on TV
Killers roaming churches and schools
Aiming to “set you free”

And so, this is how the world ends?
No big bang, no epic battle
Only a whimper as we limp away
As we throw up our hands
And wonder what to do..
This is it?
This is how it ends?

This Is How It Ends

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