End Sky Ii

After the fallout
We're all alone
No one around
No skin, no bone
Feeling immortal
Like the beast of sea
Our destiny
has been foretold

And we will take over the world
See the old cities burn

Imagine this
His hands ragged like John the Baptists
A thousand locusts descending upon him
Naked bodies illuminated by some headlights
Utilizing the last remains of the car batteries man, fuck

And they'll know it was all because of me
In the white smoke of the metal birds
The visions tell them that the soil does not discriminate
The soil does not discriminate

It's a public telephone
It's a public telephone wire going straight to heavens
It goes 50,000 feet underground
Through the nine circles of hell
So please, go ahead
Go ahead and take a seat
Enjoy the ride

You will never make it
You will never make it