The Last Christmas

"Wake up santa maybe you wanna go	
We get it you need sleep for that speed but who will stutter 'ho'?	
Here is Dasher with Dancer awaitin' you
And Prancer, Vixen, Comet, Cupid, Donner, Blitzen, too!	"
	
"Holy night! Christmas	
Eve is nigh! I've slept	
Through the year,
Again! I wonder
How Bruce Wayne	does it
Every night	, hope the
Elves did everything right!"
	
"C'mon my dears, we really have to go!	"
"You didn't come, we've gotten bored, we wanna go no more!
Here is Dasher with Dancer not giving a poop
And Prancer, Vixen, Comet, Cupid, Donner, Blitzen, too!"
	
"Snowmen come in pieces to earth	
Day of their birth	
Will be tomorrow's mirth	
Do know, kids, there's a Santa Claus!	
Even though he's paused by	
Stag-oteurs!"

"Time's come, you sloths, gifts won't deliver selves!	
And are you really sure that this world will see next Christmas?"
"That's it, Dasher and Dancer awaiting you
And Prancer, Vixen, Comet, Cupid, Donner, Blitzen, too!"

Lyrics: Tamas Dobos

the last Christmas

Kingdom Came

Kingdom came, The End is on,
It's over, li'l one! The book of John,
Not the gospel, the other one,
Guides you 'til God will be done!

Prayers ascend to the heaven, prayers of billions waiting the End,
Preppers spend their billions, thinking, surviving doomsday's a good idea
Denial ain’t just a river in Egypt but tipping’s not a Chinese town, either,
You'd better save for the ferry ride, trust me, it will be worth all the pennies you'll spend.

All the world's a stage where Adam Andeve's Armageddon's on,
Theater on Apokolips, made of import kryptonite,
All the men and women, playing roles that echo their wild wild side,
Homo homini lupus, vulpis, serpens, virus, curtain drawn.

Spoiler alert! It's not even the Purgatory, hah, you wish!
Y'all found wanting eons ago on a blink-and-you’ll-miss-it Judgement Day,
'Tis the front yard of hell, bad seeds broke through the good intention-pavement layed,
Draw a line in the sulfurous dirt and watch them drawing a stick sword fish!

That's all folks! Such an epic fail,
The uroboros spits its tail...
Good news! You'll be saved by a bell,
Will, tho, hurt, like, well, y'know, hell...!

Lyrics: Tamas Dobos

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