When the world is at an end and the so called good are gone ,a horsemen will come charging as the master sings his song .The earth will spew its treasure and he'll reap them one by one .Your god cant stand against him ,hes in charge from now on .The universe is his ,for now and ever more, hes claiming what belongs to him ,hes been waiting now hes sure ,the carnage that will follow will be written down in blood and all the churches ever built wont stand against the flood .
The meteors