Destination Apocalypse



Rain of bullets from the heavens
Reign of terror nine-eleven
No accident a shot seen round the world
Chaos panic smoke and blood

This is not progress
There will be another Holocaust
Downward spiral of Anarchy
Chase it into the Abyss
And out the other side
Eternal cycle of strife
No end in sight
No sight no future only Darkness
Hatred bubbling at the surface
Heated to the boiling point
Ruptures seeping discord spreading sorrow
I don't even want to see tomorrow
Ascending to the pinnacle of human misery
Descending to the nether of feral agony
Nuclear showers and astronomical powers
Radiation of Conflagration
Biblical fantasies do you believe in Predestination
Four dark horsemen on the Event Horizon
Fantastic ecstasies of a blazing bullet train
One-way track, one-track mind no stops
Nowhere to get off hurtling to Bedlam
Straight off the edge of the mortal plane

Tranquility only in death will be achieved
Destination Apocalypse, buckle your seats.

1 March 2004