There's people out there that say I'm no good
'Cause I don't believe the things that I should
And when the final conflict comes, I'll be so sorry I did wrong
And hope and pray that our Lord, God will think I'm goodCountries manufacture bombs and guns
To kill your brother, something that he hasn't even done
Smog is ruining my lungs but they aren't sorry they've done wrong
They hide behind their lies that they're helping everyoneIn the end the good will have Heaven up above
The bads will perish in the depths of Hell
How can Hell be any worse? Life alone is such a curseFuck Armageddon, this is hell
Fuck Armageddon, this is hell
Fuck Armageddon, this is hellOh, we're living in the denouement of the battle's gripping awe
So what's the use of being good to satisfy them all?
How could Hell be any worse? Life alone is such a curseFuck Armageddon, this is hell
Fuck Armageddon, this is hell
Fuck Armageddon, this is hell
Fuck Armageddon, this is hell
Fuck Armageddon, this is hell