Uncle Slam

Judgement Day

Uncle Slam


Here it comes there's no escape my time for life is through 
Nothing that I testify can be construed as truth 
Uncle's had his eye on me he's seen things I've done 
There is nowhere left to hide there is no place left to run 

I'm out of time 
I'm out of life 
I'm just a fool 

Certain fear rips through my mind denial fills my voice 
Stripped down found out no eternal choice 
Quarantined within myself to analyze my life 
Entity that cannot be dismemberance of the mind 

TOO LATE 
TIME'S UP 
MY FATE IS IN HIS HANDS 

Dust to dust ash to ash bury me in shame 
Use the night so no one sees keep secret day by day 
Act as if I never was erase me from this earth 
Fear life fear death keep fear with each new birth 

It's time to pay 
X-ray the brain