Is the end near

Is it all over

Is it all quite clear that

There’s black in new November

Where the sun has never shone

Have the heavens opened this morning

Have all the lamps gone out

Have woman and men began their mourning

And children began to cry and shout

Please tell your kids, “get off your phone”

Don’t we all ignore the signs

Don’t we all want to curl in a ball

How we all want to drink champagne and wines

Why do we forget the call

Don’t you dare have fear

Have the pits of hell been released

Do look up at the billboards in haste

And think of man and beast

And don’t make yesterday such a waste

The sign is right here, for the end is near