Apokalips

Black finger tips

Slides in and out her mouth

The darkest thrill

Is quick instilled

Upon her waiting tongue

Yeah, yeah



Death's head in the afterglow

Smiling in the sun

A revolution



The thickest rain

A poison gray

Bullet on the way

Thermal haze

Rain all day

Blot out all the sun

She sees the world

In all its pain

Its glittering demise

Apokalips

Dementia kiss

Ultraviolet sky

Yeah, yeah



Death's head in the afterglow

Smiling in the sun

A revolution



Yeah, yeah

Death's head in the afterglow

Smiling in the sun

God-head in the afterglow



Yeah